317 MY WIFE, VERONICA

Right after she left, a woman peeked outside and stared at the couple. She had the same blonde hair and a pair of blue eyes just like Bridget. 

Veronica was drinking soup. She sensed someone intensely staring at her. Her sixth sense was sharp. She turned her head in the direction of where the girl was standing. She found out that the girl was practically glaring at her.

"The girl," she mentioned. "What is her problem? I don't think I have offended her in any way." She thought of something and then looked at Arthur. "don't tell me this is one of your old flames?"

Arthur, who was completely innocent, stared at his wife with a pair of puppy eyes before taking a glance at the girl. "Oh, that girl, she is Betty; Bridget's younger sister." 

"Betty," Veronica muttered her name and then waved her hand toward the girl named Betty.