His words were like a tossed stone that raised a thousand ripples.
People who knew the truth of this matter were erratic. They wanted to say something but stopped on a second thought. People at the table suddenly became quiet.
"Uncle John, are you so happy because of Dora so you said something wrong?" James smiled perfunctorily.
"Are you, Uncle John?" Emma echoed. Neither she nor James knew what had happened, but she didn't fake a smile. Instead, she looked at Uncle John to judge whether he was telling the truth.
Dora said timidly, "Uncle John..."
John glanced at the crowd and said, "I am going to marry Vivian."
John wouldn't make the same mistake for two times. If he made the second mistake, it was not a mistake, but his choice.
Grandpa's face was getting darkened.
"I don't agree."
"I'm here to tell you and I don't need your permission. The wedding date is set on January 23rd, the day before New Year's Eve." John's voice was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
It was this pool of stagnant water that made everyone unhappy.
Then James stood up and scolded, "Uncle John, you wife has just passed away for half a year. And
one spoke for Jessica. Everyone continued to eat. In the end, grandpa felt sorry for his daughter and gave her an out, but his tone was not very kind.
"Eat more and talk less."
"Dad, I... I see." Jessica's face darkened. She leaned forward a little to pick up her favorite food. The necklace on her neck shook slightly, flashed a red light, and disappeared in less than a second.
Chester who sat opposite noticed the necklace and narrowed his eyes. He was mature at such a young age.
"Aunt, do you like this necklace very much? I haven't seen you take it off."
Very few people in the family were willing to talk to her voluntarily. When Jessica heard her little nephew call her, the haze on her face disappeared and she said gently, "Yes, I like it very much. It's the only one in the world."
Jessica reached out her hand to touch the necklace. Every time she wore it, it would always make many ladies jealous. After all, it was unique in the world. Even the rich people couldn't customize the same necklace.
Vivi was so awesome. She could even find a designer to design and customize it for her.
"Who gave it to you?" Chester asked abruptly.
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