Daljeet placed his cutlery down to signify he had finished, “as you mentioned our future generations, I would like to know what Will's intentions are towards my daughter and granddaughter.”
Will swallowed his food, “my intentions?”
“He means are you going to marry Hema?” Mrs Kumar glared across the table, “and make a respectable woman of her.”
“Now wait…” Max began.
“I don't think that's an appropriate question,” Flora quickly cut in.
“She already is respectable,” Will said through gritted teeth, “I don't need to put a ring on her finger to prove that.”
“There is a stigma,” Mrs Kumar continued haughtily, “I don't want my daughter classed as a single mother!”
“I'm not single - I'm with Will,” Hema protested, “we're together and we love each other very much.”
“Pah love, what do you r
