Chapter 443 Not Too Late

• Skylar stood awkwardly at the door of the living room.
• Did Willie get it wrong? Am I even invited? Skylar reflected. Gritting her teeth, she felt a surge of exasperation rise within her. Is it too much of me to expect to be treated as a guest?
• Incensed, Skylar dumped her fruit basket unceremoniously onto the dining table. Raising her voice, she announced brightly, “Mrs. Ford, my apologies for coming over so late.”