She woke up

"They are Heading home,"

Mr. Turner announces upon entering the study where Mrs. Turner, engrossed in a medical tome, glances up without surprise at her husband's arrival.

"Why do they bother returning? Merely to meddle in our lives?" she queries, shutting her book and calmly observing her husband's descent into his chair.

"It's possible. Perhaps they've heard of Oryx's marriage!"

"Tsk. They'll likely put on a show of being model grandparents. Their words and actions hold weight, while our opinions are mere echoes," Mrs. Turner scoffs.

"Please, don't be upset. After four years, it's good that they're returning, healthy and well," he implores, sensing his wife's disdain toward her own parents, the Woodson family—a name unwelcome on her roster of acquaintances.

"But what if they inquire about Oryx's marriage? We're not in a position to present it as flawless before them!" Mr. Turner frets, considering the looming dilemma.

"Appear in front of them? Oryx despises them more than she does u