Celia looked perplexed for a second, wondering why Mrs Avery and Richard were standing with her husband in front of their room. She flickered her gaze to Jacob, before returning it to Richard and his mother.
“What is going on here?” She asked, rolling her eyes.
“Celia, are you aware that your husband, my son, didn't sleep on your bed with you last night?” Mrs. Avery asked, stepping forward, raising a brow.
“I went to bed early. I don't know if he slept in the room or not. Why are you asking me this question?” she asked.
“How can you not know if your husband slept in the same room as you? Didn't you wake up in the middle of the night?”
"I said I'm not aware!” She stated, raising her voice. “And why should that be your concern? Has our marriage matters become something you should be wo
