Betrothed

Entering the room, Jennifer calmly guided Mia to the couch.

Once seated, she initiated the conversation. "How was work today?"

Mia responded with a cute smile, "Well, it was stressful as usual, but..." she trailed off.

"Hmm," the older woman nodded in understanding.

Twitching her lips, she said, "I'd like to express my gratitude for rescuing me that night, helping me to the hospital, and covering my medical expenses. Thank you so much."

Mia beamed with smiles, "Ah, it's nothing, Mom. All that matters is you're alright."

Eyeing the girl skeptically, Jennifer continued, "The reason why I called you here is due to an important matter. There's something I need you to do for me."

Mia's expression turned serious upon hearing this. "Anything. I'll do whatever you ask of me."

Inhaling deeply, Jennifer dropped the bombshell, "Divorce my son."

Initially, Mia felt she hadn't heard her mother-in-law correctly. Chuckling anxiously, she asked, "Whaaat did you say?"

"Divorce Shawn. That's what I wan