One week later…
In Matthew's Mansion, Vivian was leaning by the door's jamb as her son tied his knot. It had been a week since Matthew had stepped down from the company.
It took everyone by surprise. Fortunately, Matthew was considerate enough to inform his mother the night before. She called him that night, but after hearing his tone, Vivian was kind enough not to pry.
"Son," Vivian called out. Her arms crossed under her chest.
But Matthew wasn't saying anything. After his abrupt resignation, this was the only time Vivian was able to see her son as he had been busy with something.
"It's been a week. Don't you think it is time for you to explain things to me? I haven't seen little Z ever since. This had something to do with her, hmm?" Vivian inquired without leaving her gaze on her son's figure.
"I'm preparing for my wedding." Colder than ever before, Matthew positioned his tie before he picked up and buttoned his cufflinks.
