My dear lawyer

"What's all the noise about outside? Where is the etiquette? "Mr. Sam came out, his face was straight and his hands were behind his body. The voice liking a bell blocked John's steps to leave. John turned around and looked at his father with a complicated look, "Dad."

He wanted to ask his father if he knew what his mother had prepared for today, but he was afraid of the answer.

In fact, was there anything he did not know about as the eldest parent in this family?

So as a matter of fact, even his father didn't support his own decision?

John thought complicatedly and took a deep breath, took the gifts from Vivian's hand and put them at the door, "Dad, Vivian comes here for the first time. These are the gifts she prepared for you and mom. Since it is inconvenient that there is a guest at home, Vivian and I have something to do and will leave first."

"John, what are you doing? Don't forget what you come back for today. You just want her to be criticized from behind for the sad ending that you fall out with your family and she is the culprit?" Mr. Sam said the words directly to the point in cold voice.

He didn't mind falling out with his family, but he had to think about something for her.

He didn't want her to have a bad reputation in the future, and he didn't want her to be wronged because of him.

Just now, John looked at Vivian. "What do you say?"

Vivian looked around, Haylee was crying, and her clear eyes had a trace of undisguised jealousy toward her from time to time.

Mrs. Reina looked here with resentment and disdain.

Mr. Sam's calm eyes projected a natural dignity and power, let no one guess his mind.

But probably, she was not welcomed here.

Vivian took a deep breath and nodded, "Let's go in, greet the family and see what they looks like."

John pursed his lips, clenched her hand without saying a word, and headed inside the room.

Mr. Sam narrowed his eyes and gave Vivian an extra look, but soon he turned his eyes away and walked into the room.

Haylee cried louder. Mrs. Reina comforted her and kept throwing a piercing look at Vivian's body.

"What's your name?" Mr. Sam sat on the sofa with straight face and a pair of gold glasses in his hand, looked at her critically. John took Vivian and sat opposite him. Vivian's expression was neither humble nor arrogant, "Hello, uncle. My name is Vivian."

"Vivian, Good name" Mr. Sam leaned back, but said the next sentence, "I heard you have a son?"

Vivian's face turned slightly. Before she could speak, John frowned and said, "Dad, what are you doing with all this? Are you as fond of these things as outsiders?"

Mr. Sam glanced at him slightly, "What are you worried about? You're clamoring to get married. Can't I figure out what kind of person my future daughter-in-law is?" Vivian nodded, and stopped John and said to Mr. Sam, "Uncle, I do have a son. He is four years old now."

"As a woman with a child, you dare to marry our son. How shameless you are." Mrs. Reina snorted coldly and taunted Vivian condescendingly in a big voice.

John got up and said, "Mom, is it what you usually teach me to sneer at someone you just met? Vivian is the woman I like. Every word you insult her is insulting me." Mrs. Reina's face turned cold as Mr. Sam stared at her. Then she shut up and didn't speak again.

Vivian pretended not to hear.

The sharp light in Mr. Sam's eyes flashed by, and he stood up and said, "John, come with me."

John looked at Vivian instead of getting up.

He didn't dare to leave her here alone.

He father was not pleased, "What? Can your mother and Haylee eat her?"

"I'm sorry, Dad. You'd better say it in front of us." John hesitated and looked at the others with vigilance.

The defense in his eyes made Mr. Sam and Mrs. Reina very uncomfortable.

Mr. Sam was cold face and looked at him for a long time. He gave in finally after seeing both sides didn't admit defeat, He said to John's mother, "It takes a long time to prepare a meal, you and Haylee go to the kitchen and have a look. What time is it?" Mrs. Reina mumbled. She dared to be angry but dared not to speak. Haylee knew the meaning at last and pulled Mrs. Reina's arm toward the kitchen.

Mr. Sam turned head back, "Can you rest assured now?"

John looked at Vivian again.

Vivian gave him a comforting smile and encouraged him, "Go ahead, I'll wait for you here."

John could finally relax.

After John left, the two people who had just entered the kitchen immediately ran over and sat opposite Vivian as she expected.

Mrs. Reina was still full of superiority on the appearance, the corner of her mouth was skimming, her face showed disdain.

Haylee was still aggrieved, carefully looked at Vivian.

"Vivi, I am really John's fiancée. We held an engagement ceremony before. We didn't get married because I was too young. We plan to put the marriage on the agenda next year." Haylee bowed her head with a look of being wronged and not lying.

Mrs. Reina was giving her a cold face, "Vivian, if you still have a sense of shame, you should stay away from our family. Even if I don't care whether John have a fiancée or not, your history and family background are too much for us to accept. Just because you don't love yourself and have a child, you are not worthy of our family"

"Yes, I also think it's incredible that John loves me." Vivian smiled and was not in panic to be besieged by the two women.

In the eyes of Mrs. Reina and Haylee, the meaning of this sentence was clear to show off that she was loved by John

Haylee's fierce eyes flashed, and she suddenly reached out to grab Vivian's arm, "Vivian, I beg you, don't take away my John. My biggest dream from childhood is to marry John in a wedding gown. We have always been so good, so good. He just agreed to let me work for him. Please don't destroy our relationship, OK?"

Vivian looked a little touched.

Mrs. Reina narrowed her eyes and took the opportunity to say, "You are a woman with a child. Are you really not afraid of retribution on your child when you do such things to destroy other's happiness? You were pregnant before marriage and now you want to rob someone's fiancé. Vivian, you'd better give your child some virtue."

Vivian's face suddenly turned white.

Roe's some pale faces flashed over in Vivian's mind.

So, were these all retributions from heaven?