"Uncle, Auntie, don't you have a grudge against Mr. Moore? Why are you thinking of being witnesses?"
Ruby Mercer was puzzled, hadn't they said earlier that Christopher Moore had taken their daughter-in-law? And indirectly caused their son to become a monk, what's going on?
Are love and hate so easily resolved nowadays? Shouldn't they entangle for two or three generations, with the descendants turning hate into love?
Ruby's puzzled gaze lingered between Richard Moore and Lady Moore, feeling they seemed guilty, could they be hiding something from her?
"Uncle, Auntie, have you accepted Mr. Moore as your godson? Have you come to terms with the past?"
Christopher Moore listened and formed an imperceptible smile on his lips, this silly woman! She's never this foolish when confronting him.
