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Chapter Fifty-Three
"How nice of you to join us, Stephanie." Vince commented like a true smart ass when he saw his daughter entering the conference room and taking a seat at the other end of the table.
"Sorry I'm late, this meeting came out of nowhere. It would have been nice to have more of a heads up." Stephanie muttered back as she shifted in her chair in an attempt to get comfortable.
Her arrival caused a little bit of a stir amongst the creative team since this was her first appearance back at work since she had been out sick for some time. Some of them were actually taking bets on whether or not she was going to show.
"Anyway, as I was saying before the interruption, Hardy's legal trouble puts us in quite a tough spot. In accordance with our wellness policy, we have no choice but to suspend him which means he is out of our Unforgiven main event. Who are we going to replace him with?" McMahon asked before leaning back in his chair. That was his cue for his writers to come up with suggestions.
"We could always replace him with Jack Swagger. As it stands now, we have nothing for him since his program with Angle fell through with the whole DUI fiasco." One writer pointed out.
"No, Kurt thought he was too green to main event for the title, that's the whole reason he was going to do a feud with him. He was going to help the kid improve. What about Orton and Cena?" Vince replied while rummaging through his notes on the table in front of him.
"We already have plans for them in a singles match right before our main event. It's their blow off match, so I don't think we should remove it in favor of sticking one of them in the main event with Jericho."
"I was thinking more of a triple threat match for the WWE championship: Jericho versus Orton versus Cena. That'd be a match people would pay to watch. I doubt they'd even remember that Hardy was originally suppose to be the number one contender." McMahon chuckled as he scribbled some shorthand down on his yellow tablet.
"But that leaves open a space in the card if we combined the two matches. Why don't we bring Triple H over from SmackDown?" Steph immediately chimed in shooting her father's idea down for one that she thought made more sense.
"Why the hell would we do that?" Vince quickly retorted back with a good amount of venom in his voice. The mere mention of his former son-in-law by his daughter was getting him all riled up.
"Because Vince, Triple H and Chris Jericho would put on a good match. They've done it before when they headlined WrestleMania X-8. Besides, Paul has been putting in a lot of effort for the company lately with all those house shows he did this past weekend. It wouldn't hurt to show him that he's appreciated." Steph remarked.
The back and forth exchange between father and daughter made the creative team feel like they were merely the audience in the stands of a fierce tennis match. Their eyes darted back and forth between Vince and Stephanie as they each had their turn to speak.
"I don't see the long term benefit of moving Triple H to RAW." McMahon snapped back tossing his pen onto the table like a toddler throwing a hissy fit.
"Well, I don't see any benefit in keeping him on SmackDown. He really hasn't had any good programming since he's been there. I know Paul can make it work with Chris. They have a history from past storylines we could draw from to build a feud before Unforgiven."
"That's true, it would be easy for us to build a program around Triple H and Jericho. We also wouldn't have to worry about the match being a dud since their both veterans." Another writer agreed causing a flood of positive reactions siding with Stephanie.
The creative team unanimously siding with Stephanie caused Vince's face to contort into a look of distain. The one thing he hated more than Triple H being brought up in his meeting was being challenged by his own flesh and blood.
"All right, meeting adjourned. I'll see most of you at RAW. Stephanie, stay right where you are, you and I aren't finished talking."
Stephanie felt like a high school student sitting in afterschool detention waiting for the principal to deliver a lecture. She knew it was coming by the nice shade of red her father's face had turned during the meeting. She sat there quietly and watched as each and every member of the creative team filed out of the room in single file. And then, it was just her and her father.
"Just what the hell are you doing bringing up Triple H as a replacement for Hardy? I don't want him on RAW, and I know damn well Kurt doesn't want him there either!" Vince hollered causing his booming voice to echo through the empty room causing Steph's ears to ring.
"First of all, Kurt is suspended from the company for over a month after his DUI arrest, and secondly, with the way you, both of you, have been behaving toward me, I don't give a damn what either of you want. Paul deserves to be back on RAW. Business is business, Vince." Steph said calmly but with a bit of an attitude while raising an eyebrow.
"Oh, that's cute. You kick your husband out of the house and now, all of a sudden, you're looking out for Paul's "best interest". May I remind you what that miserable son of a bitch did to you a little over a year ago?" McMahon fired back getting up from his seat and leaning over the table as he projected his voice across the room toward his daughter.
"I don't need you to remind me, Dad. I lived through it. That's my personal business, not WWE business, and it's in the past. If you want Kurt and I to work it out, then you need to stay the hell out of our marriage. I'm serious, Daddy." Stephanie told her father with her blue eyes wide and sparkling with tears that she was fighting to keep in.
McMahon saw how sincere Steph was being. His mood quickly changed from that of anger to bewilderment. Despite all his flaws as a man, he loved his children; especially his daughter, Stephanie. He really hated seeing her in pain when he knew that she could be happy.
"I know you're a grown woman, and I know that it's your life," Vince began in a voice that was much calmer and more fatherly. "I love you, Steph. I just want what's best for you and my grandbabies. Kurt loves you more than life itself. I was there, I watched him fall to pieces at the thought of losing you. You two are great together. You have a new baby coming, don't throw that away."
Stephanie let out a long sigh and then brought a finger from each hand up to her eye to wipe away the tears that began to escape from her eyes. Her father taking the time to give his personal testimony of the love Kurt Angle had for her was enough to make her emotions spill out. This was exactly what she was trying to avoid. She didn't want to be an emotional wreck about her marital problems. She had to be strong; she was a mother of two and a corporate businesswoman. She was determined to stick to her guns about her husband even as her father continued on:
"And Paul is just trying to take advantage of you, honey. He sees your marital problems as an opportunity for him to try and get close to you again. He wants back into our family, the McMahon circle. He wants Triple H back in the main event with the title. That's the game he plays, remember? Don't support him coming back to RAW, you'll be playing right into his hand." McMahon added warning his daughter about her former husband like he knew it all.
Steph looked away from her father's piercing gaze. A single thought began to bombard her mind relentlessly causing her to entertain the thought. She started thinking about her conversation during Aurora's bath time last Friday night; hearing her little girl's sweet voice recall her daddy asking her details about her mommy's personal life with Kurt. Wait a minute, did her father actually have a point? No, she didn't want to believe that. It would kill her to think that Paul's new found interest for their child was a ruse to win her back.
"You're wrong about Paul. He loves Aurora. I've seen how great he is with her now. He's really making an effort to change."
"And why, Steph? Think about it. Up until recently, where has he been for the past year? Why now this sudden burst of fatherhood after you and Kurt started having problems? Suddenly now he has all the time in the world for you and Aurora?" Vince asked even giving the fake tone of concern to his voice to further drive home his point.
"I'm done listening to this, Dad. I've got to get home to the kids." Steph replied quickly getting up from her seat.
"Well who's watching them?" McMahon asked back quickly before his daughter had a chance to run out of the conference room.
"The new nanny. Her name is Catherine Scot, I just hired her today. She's going to watch them while I'm at the office during the week." Steph explained in a dull voice. She was only humoring her father by answering his questions about his grandchildren. She wanted to get out of there.
"I take it that Kurt would be okay with you hiring a nanny?" Vince then asked cocking his head to the side as he waited for Stephanie to respond.
"I would think so, Dad. It was his idea for me to get one in the first place. Have a safe trip to RAW, give mom my love when you see her tomorrow." Steph muttered back before she finally exited the conference room before her father was able to come back with another comment or question. She had had enough of him for the day.
"The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout!" Cathy sang out with a voice full of enthusiasm while sitting on the carpet with Andrew in front of her.
Baby Andy did his best to mimic his nanny's movements. He held his hands in front of him and rubbed them together as it was his best attempt at the spider movement upward that Catherine was doing with her fingers.
"Down came the rain and washed the spider out!" She continued before laughing at the sight of the one year old bringing his hands back down and throwing them outward along with her.
"Out came the sun and dried up all the rain!"
Andrew opened his eyes wide and reached as high as he could with his hands showing his little belly under his shirt while he did his best to mirror his caretaker. This adorable sight caused Cathy to laugh even more.
"And the itsy bitsy spider went up the spout again! Yay for the spider!" She then exclaimed beginning to clap her hands which caused the baby to do the same.
"He not good at playing that game. Mommy tried teachy him. He not do patty cake by his-self eve-er." Aurora mentioned to the nanny from where she sat at her dollhouse. She didn't understand why Cathy was having so much fun playing with the baby.
"He's a smart little guy. I'm sure he'll learn quickly. He's such a little cutie." Catherine gushed before giving a playful poke to the small bit of stomach that was sticking out from under Andrew's shirt. Her finger poke caused him to let out a hearty belly laugh.
"I lots smarter than baby. I'm vis many and he only vis many." Aurora announced holding up her fingers to show three digits and then just one.
"Caffy?" Aurora then called out, wanting to get the nanny's undivided attention before continuing with what she wanted to say.
"Yes, what is it?" Ms. Scott asked with a smile, turning her attention from the giggling baby to the older child that was under her care.
"If you wanna baby a lot you can takey him home wif you. Mommy not mind if you takey him home. She wuvs me." Aurora proposed. She was more than willing to send baby Andrew off with Cathy if it meant that she would get all of Mommy's attention from then on.
"Oh no, I think his mommy and daddy would miss him way too much." Catherine replied back with a chuckle. Children really did say the most adorable things.
Cathy then quickly got to her feet after seeing Andrew stand up and toddle off toward the kitchen. She was very attentive when it came to watching the smallest child in her care.
"Not-ahh...She my mommy." Aurora muttered to herself in a pouty voice as she went back to playing with her dolls when she saw that she had been left alone in the living room.
Instinctively, Catherine's eyes shifted to the laundry room where she heard the door to the garage open and then close. She knew that it must be Stephanie home early from her meeting. She waited to say anything until Steph actually walked into the kitchen.
"Look who's home, Andrew. It's your mommy!" Ms. Scot announced in an excited tone causing Andy's attention to turn to his mother who was across the kitchen.
"Mamama-mama-ma!" The one year old exclaimed with enthusiasm as he began toddling in his mommy's direction as fast as he was able to.
Hearing Catherine's announcement of her mother's arrival, Aurora ran to the living room's access to the kitchen and then stopped dead in her tracks as she heard her mother speak. She was sure her mommy was going to say hi to her and tell her how much she missed her.
"Hi my sweet baby boy, come here! Were you a good little man for Cathy?" Steph asked while she bent down and reached out for her son. She was beaming with pride as she watched her younger child making his way toward her.
"He was good as gold for me, both of them were." Ms. Scot replied with a smile.
"Mommy! Mommy, I wanna hug!" Aurora Rose hollered out as she ran full force across the kitchen not caring at all about her little half brother who was in her path.
Just before Andy reached his mother's arms, his sister crashed right into the back of him, pushing him out of her way. He staggered, losing control of his balance before falling down like a ton of bricks, banging his head on the kitchen floor. The moment he realized that he had taken a spill, his face contorted into a look of anguish with his mouth open. And then, seconds later, he bellowed a strong cry reaching up toward his mommy.
"Aurora, honey, you just bowled over your little brother. You have to look out for him." Steph lectured moving away from her daughter, who only wanted a hug, in favor of scooping up her baby.
The three year old let out an exhale that was full of jealous frustration. She looked on crestfallen as her mommy gave all the attention, that was supposed to be for her, to the baby. She hated him for it. Why did Mommy call him her little brother when Daddy said he wasn't?
"Shh, it's okay, sweetie. It was an accident. Aurora, tell Andy that you're sorry, please." Steph instructed looking back over at her daughter who was still showing a pouty face.
"No!" Aurora retorted stomping one of her feet to add a bit of attitude to her refusal.
Stephanie's mouth gaped open slightly. She was most certainly taken aback by her daughter's reaction to her request for an apology. Her attitude was coming out of nowhere and Steph didn't understand it. Her three year old had always been so sweet, especially to her younger brother. What was going on with her? Had the terrible twos come late? Was it the terrible threes instead?
"Excuse me? Aurora Rose Levesque, you apologize to Andrew right now or you're going to go in time out on the stairs." Steph warned in a calm yet stern voice while she looked directly into her child's eyes.
Aurora shook her head before holding her arms over her chest to show her defiance. She didn't want to say she was sorry, because she wasn't. It was baby Andrew who should be sorry for taking her mommy's attention.
Stephanie turned and looked at her nanny, who had merely been watching like a spectator on the sidelines.
"Cathy, would you take Andrew?" She asked leaning toward Ms. Scot so that she could take her one year old off her hands.
Catherine quickly took Andrew before looking on as Stephanie then took Aurora firmly by the hand and began to lead her out of the kitchen en route to the vestibule where the staircase was waiting for her. Immediately as she was being led off, Aurora began to act out letting out a loud whine, she stomped her feet a few times before she tried sitting down on the floor to keep her mother from taking her to the stairs when they reached the foyer. Stephanie let out a exasperated sigh, before picking up the three year old and carrying her the rest of the way to the wooden stairs.
"Mommy, no! Mommy!" Aurora screamed with all her might as the tears began to flow and her face turned red.
"Aurora, listen to me. I'm putting you on the stairs for time out. You knocked the baby down and you refused to apologize to him. I want you to sit on this step for three minutes and think about your actions. When time out is over, you are going to say that you are sorry." Stephanie told her child the moment after she sat her down on the third step up from the floor. She was speaking to her in a loud voice so that she could be heard over her daughter's crying jag.
"No! Mommy, hold me! I want you!" Aurora cried, kicking her feet on the wooden step under her feet.
Stephanie started to stand up straight when the three year grabbed hold of her business suit with both hands in an attempt to keep her mother from leaving her on the stairs.
"Mommy will hold you after you have time out and then say that you are sorry." Stephanie calmly explained as she then removed her daughter's hands from her clothing and then left her sitting on the stairs.
"Mommy! No leave me, Mommy! Mommy!" Aurora Rose begged crying her little heart out as she continued to relentlessly slam her feet down on the steps.
As Stephanie walked back toward the kitchen, she felt sick to her stomach. It killed her to have to remove her little girl's hands from her suit and leave her crying on the staircase. With the way Aurora was carrying on, Steph wondered if she had her afternoon nap. It wasn't like her to be this out of control and defiant.
"Did Aurora take her nap? She's usually not like this." Stephanie inquired the moment she rejoined Cathy and the baby in the kitchen.
"Yes, she did, and she was completely fine until you came home. I'm sure it's just a little touch of sibling rivalry. It's completely normal." Ms. Scot assured her new boss before she gave her back her child.
"I guess so, but that's just not like her. She's not like that with the baby. Maybe she's just upset because I left for the meeting without saying goodbye to her." Steph pointed out, giving her best guess as to why her daughter had misbehaved upon her return home.
"That could be, you do know your daughter better than anyone. Could it also be that she misses her step-father?" Catherine asked posing yet another possibility for the child's outburst.
The nanny's suggestion caused Stephanie to wonder if Kurt's absence from the home really was a legitimate explanation for Aurora's behavior. Despite the fact that Paul had really started making an effort to be in their daughter's life, it was Kurt who was there to play and take care of her three year old daily. How could Aurora not be affected by him not being home? No matter how much Stephanie was trying to protect her children from being hurt from the separation, it was still affecting them; Aurora was proof of that.
Steph had to wait until the three minutes were up before she could return to her daughter. The first full two minutes were filled with Aurora Rose screeching and crying. It was during the last minute of her punishment that she finally started to calm down.
"Aurora, you're finished your time out." Stephanie told her child when she returned to the staircase.
Aurora was lying across the step with her hands covering her eyes. Her small frame shook each time she sucked in air. She was fighting to hold back her tears. She didn't move an inch after hearing her mother's words.
"I put you in time out because you refused to say you were sorry for accidentally knocking the baby down. I need to hear you say that you are sorry." Steph explained to her daughter after she gently lifted her into a seated position so that she could speak directly to her, face to face.
"Sorry..." The three year old finally muttered as she scrubbed her wet eyes with both hands.
Stephanie smiled, relieved that her daughter finally was being compliant. She then reached forward and took her little girl into her arms for a hug.
"I love you so much, sweetheart. Everything is going to be okay." Steph promised in a whisper before showering her little girl with hugs and kisses.
Stephanie closed her eyes tight, feeling her own tears beginning to form in them. She hated to think that Aurora Rose was acting out because of a feeling of familial instability. Her child had been through so much in her three short years of life: a divorce, her mother's remarriage that came with the acquisition of a new sibling, and now, Kurt's disappearance on "business". And then, if that wasn't enough, she had a new stranger called her nanny watching her while her mother went back to work. It was no wonder why she was getting upset. Stephanie wanted her baby girl to know that she was always going to be a consistent part of her life, no matter what.
"I want you, Mommy." Aurora pled through her tears.
The three year old wanted more than anything to be her mommy's one and only child. She didn't understand why she had to share Mommy with the baby who wanted to take all of her mother's love and attention. It was her daddy that had pointed this out to her, and it had changed the child's mindset about her place in the Angle family. After all, if her own daddy said it at Granny and Pop's beach house, it must have been the truth.
"Mommy is right here, sweetheart, and I'm not going anywhere." Stephanie whispered while lovingly rocking her child in her arms.
Kurt quietly sat in the back of a limousine. His blue eyes scanned the moving scenery through the tinted windows as his mind stayed deep in thought.
It was Friday now, almost a week since he had seen his wife and son. It had been very hard for Angle to give his wife space. Not a day had gone by where he didn't have the desire to pick up the phone and call her. He missed her and the children and would often spend time thinking about how they were getting along without him.
In the meantime, Kurt had done so much in the past few days, it was hard to believe. Brock had come through with the MMA physical, and of course he had passed it despite his bruised ribs. Lesnar's connections had gotten him into contact with the UFC president, Dana White, who was interested in using Angle as a guest appearance for his upcoming season of The Ultimate Fighter. Of course, with the opportunity came with it a stipulation. First, Angle had to prove himself inside of the cage in a typical MMA tryout for a potential fighter. With Angle's history as a professional wrestler, Dana wanted to make sure that Kurt was legitimately skilled in the art of mixed martial arts before bringing him on to his program. The other stipulation was that if he was indeed credible as a fighter, Angle would need to seek a full release from his WWE contract in order to pursue any kind of dealings with the UFC.
This was such a huge decision for Kurt; not just a career decision but a personal one as well. It was clear that the only way he could pursue his MMA aspiration in the juggernaut that was UFC was for him to walk away from World Wrestling Entertainment, his wife's company. Wouldn't that be like walking out on Stephanie and her family too? Was that what he wanted? Could he pay that high of a price to chance his dream of fighting in the cage? It was the fact that Stephanie had given him back her wedding ring that even made him contemplate any of this.
Brock had told him that he needed to take it one step at a time. He needed to impress Dana White in the octagon before even worrying about his company allegiance. The tryout was scheduled for Monday night and Lesnar's advice for his friend was to train hard all weekend. Angle, however, decided that he wanted to use his time off to fly down to Tennessee to see his two children, Kyra and Kody. His two older children hadn't even gotten to say goodbye to him because of his arrest during their visit to Connecticut.
"This is the listed address, sir." The limo driver told Kurt the moment after he pulled up in front of Jeff Jarrett's Hendersonville luxury home that sat on lake front property.
"Okay, just give me a minute..."
Angle had gotten the address of the home after a phone call from his lawyer, who then set up a his visitation for the Friday afternoon before Kyra went back to school. Kurt took his time before emerging from the rented limo. It was going to take a lot out of him to be civil to his ex-wife, especially, when she had talked shit about him to Stephanie. Hell, it was partially her fault that he was estranged from his wife because of her spitefulness.
"This is for my kids..." He muttered to himself as his reasoning for why he was there. He then slowly brought his hand to the door handle and let himself out of the automobile.
"Daddy!" Kyra called out with excitement as she ran across the front lawn to her father.
Angle's oldest child had been waiting patiently for her father's arrival for a good half an hour. Kody, who didn't have the attention span or the patience, had left the front porch for the pool in the back yard where the Jarrett girls were playing. It was only Kyra who was still sitting in her bathing suit on the front porch when the limousine had pulled up.
"Hey little girl, how are you? I missed you so much!" Kurt lovingly told his daughter after lifting her up into his arms.
"I missed you too! Everyone's in the pool, Dad. Come watch me and see how good I can swim!" Kyra told her father pointing to the house.
Kurt instructed his hired limo driver to wait since he fully planned on taking his children out for the day after he said his piece to his ex-wife. He then set his daughter back onto her feet and allowed her to lead the way to the back of the Jarrett home.
It was in the back of the home that Angle saw a resort worthy swimming pool complete with water slide, an outdoor patio, as well as a pool house that had its own bar and grill. And right there in the center of it all, was his former wife, Karen, who was enjoying every minute of being the new Queen of the Mountain, the future Mrs. Jeff Jarrett. Taylor Swift music was blaring from an outdoor surround sound system drowning out the sound of the kids at play in the pool.
Kurt couldn't help but roll his eyes at the sight of Karen lying back in a patio lounge chair soaking up the Tennessee sun. She looked like a stuck up snob that had forgotten that she had once been a stripper.
"Kody, look, Daddy's here! He's really here!" Kyra called after her little brother who was playing in the pool in the arms of Jeff's oldest daughter, Joslyn.
Kody's face lit up with excitement when he saw that his sister was indeed telling the truth and that his father was standing right there in his back yard. He launched himself out of the teenager's arms and began to doggy paddle to the pool's ladder, making complete use of his inflatable armbands.
"Hey buddy, looks like you're having fun. I missed you." Kurt said bending down to meet his wet child with a hug, not caring about getting himself damp.
"Dad, watch me!" Kody told his father after a quick hug.
"All right, son, I'm watching." Angle replied folding his arms while smiling as he then watched his son ascend the ladder of the pool slide. He laughed out loud watching as fearless Kody glided down the slide on his belly going head first into the pool.
"Watch me too, Dad! I learned how to do a cannon ball off the driving board!" Kyra then exclaimed running to perform her trick.
"You're late. You were suppose to be here at noon. I have things I have to do today, besides waiting around for you to pick up your kids." Karen told her ex-husband without even bothering to take off her sunglasses or even look in his direction.
"Please, if you were in a hurry for me to take them for the day, you would have had them dressed and ready to go with me. You and I need to talk." Angle replied keeping his eyes on his children while moving over to sit in the patio chair that was next to where his ex was lounging.
"I'm so not in the mood to even attempt to have a discussion with you. The fact that you consider yourself a decent father is a joke. If I had it my way, those children would never see you again, and Jeff would legally adopt them as his own." She added in a low voice for Angle's ears only.
"Well you can forget about that, Karen, because that will never happen. Sure, I'm not always the ideal dad, but I do the best I can. Kyra and Kody are my children, no matter what you or Jeff want to believe. I have a right to see my kids."
"Oh yes, because their last visit with you was so memorable. I'm sure all children want their visit with their father to consist of falling out of a wrestling ring on their head, witnessing their father's violent outbursts, oh, and not saying goodbye to their father because he was arrested. Did I cover the gist of your last visit with them?" Karen asked in a condescending voice that made her ex-husband want to strangle her.
"What the hell is your problem, Karen? Are you still bitter because I found happiness with Stephanie instead of you? Is that why you felt the need to spew your garbage to her when you came to pick up the kids?" Angle asked glaring over at the woman he had once loved.
"Typical Kurt Angle, you think that it's always about you. I told the new Mrs. Angle the truth. You're nothing but a self absorbed meathead. You're only happy when you're talking about yourself and when you get what you want. It would only be a matter of time before Stephanie realized that about you. I was doing her a favor that I wish someone would have done for me." Karen replied as she sat up in the chair so that she could keep tabs on all five kids in the pool.
"I love Steph. You can't even compare my marriage to her with the marriage we had. Unlike you, Karen, I've learned from my mistakes. I've grown as a person since our divorce, and I'm trying to be a better husband and father. Too bad you can't say the same thing." Angle quickly said back the moment she had finished her assessment of him.
"Oh please, quit feeding me lines of your bullshit. I know about your suspension from WWE, and you and I both know that the only reason you are out here is because Stephanie threw you out on your bald head. When you and Vinnie Mac's daughter were busy playing house in Greenwich, you never made an attempt to see these kids. I know you, Kurt, I was married to you for a decade. You can't bullshit me." The former Mrs. Angle said with a sneer while she removed her sunglasses from the brim of her nose and set them on top of her head.
"Fuck you, Karen, say whatever you want about me to whoever you want. I'm here to visit with my children, and you aren't going to ruin that." Angle retorted in a low voice before he walked away from his ex and approached the pool.
"Kyra and Kody, come on, let's go get some ice cream!" Kurt said with as much enthusiasm as he could muster.
Both children cheered and quickly exited the pool to be at their father's side. In one fluid motion, Angle lifted his son up and onto his shoulders and then took his daughter by the hand.
"Guys, tell your mother that you'll see her later!" Angle told both his children as he looked back at Karen with a hateful stare that she in turn reciprocated right back at him.
"Bye my babies, have fun!" Karen then called out in a fake voice that turned Kurt's stomach. He didn't know how he could have ever married that woman. He was more than sorry that she was mother to two of his children.