Still, I was afraid of what would happen when he saw my belongings on the lawn, a strange woman on the porch, and Ethan nowhere to be seen.
“Ethan, honey, come out!” Vanessa called anxiously.
And the sound of her voice first made Mr. Whitmore frown. Then his expression changed from confusion to pure rage.
“What the hell is going on here?!” Mr. Whitmore’s voice boomed as Ethan came outside with his mouth open.
An older man with an angry look
“Grandpa, we didn’t know you were coming by today,” he began, swallowing hard. “This is not the best time. We are dealing with a private matter. You wouldn’t understand.”
“Ethan, I may be old, but I understand exactly what is going on,” Mr. Whitmore replied in his deep voice. “I only asked because I did not want to believe my eyes.”
“Grandpa,” Ethan tried, but he did not get any further.
“It looks like you threw my favorite daughter-in-law out of the house and are now living with this tramp. Did I misunderstand anything?” Mr. Whitmore continued sharply, and I did not feel bad that he insulted Vanessa.