"Mother, now is not the time to be angry with me. We should turn the gun on our common enemy. We can't allow a mistress to enter our family."
Maria reached out and hugged Mrs. Wilson.
The fact that her only child was on her side at the critical moment made Mrs. Wilson's cold expression soften.
She reached out and held Mary into her arms. The mother and daughter, who had been arguing just a moment ago, became affectionate again because of the unknown enemy.
"What you said makes a lot of sense, Maria. It was my fault just now and I lost my temper with you. I hope you can forgive your hot-tempered mother." Mrs. Wilson looked at Maria apologetically.
Looking at Mrs. Wilson, who was apologizing to her, Maria's anger was like a little flame that was extinguished by a bucket of cold water.
"You are my mother, so of course I will forgive you and I will never be angry with you," Maria promised sweetly.