A/N: I know I said that this chapter would have the after party and honeymoon in it, but I've decided to stretch it out a bit, so this is only part of the after party. Plus, I needed a little more time to think about how I would write those, so I'm giving you a small part of it to keep you happy.

Also, one of my frequent reviewers wanted Esme to make an appearance, so this is it.

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Chapter 35. The Mother-In-Law

After we said our nuptials, Edward and I made our way over to our friends and family. We chatted for a bit while people made their way over to us to congratulate us, including Esme.

She asked if she could talk to us away from the others for a few minutes. We had agreed to listen to her to be polite. Once we were far enough away from the others, she began to speak.

"First off, lets get one thing straight, okay? I'm not here to support you two. I don't approve of your marriage, and I probably never will." she said.

The smiles that were on our faces just a few minutes earlier were now gone completely.

"Then why are you here, Esme?" asked Edward with a hint of annoyance.

"Do not call me that. I am still your mother and you will address me as such." Esme chastised.

Edward glared at her. "You lost that right a long time ago. Now, why are you here?"

"Why do you think I'm here?" she asked him.

"Well, we thought you might have been here to apologize for all the shit you've done, but obviously, we're wrong."

Esme looked at Edward like he was crazy. "Why on Earth would I apologize? I'm not sorry for anything I've done. I'm here so I don't damage my reputation any further than it has been. After all, what kind of mother would I be to miss my own son's wedding?"

I didn't want to listen to anything else Esme had to say, so I said, "Esme, I think you should leave. This is our day, and I will not have you ruin it."

If looks could kill, I'd be dead right about now. Esme replied smugly, "And just what are you going to do about it, Bella?"

My father must have noticed how upset we were, and got close enough to hear what was going on because all of a sudden, we heard, "She won't do anything, but I will if you don't leave right now. I can have you arrested for tresspassing."

Esme looked at Charlie in disbelief. "How on Earth am I tresspassing?"

"Well, for starters, you weren't on the invite list." I replied.

"And secondly, my father kicked you out of the house." added Edward.

"Sounds like you're tresspassing to me." said Charlie. "Are you going to leave by yourself, or am I gonna have to arrest you?"

"That won't be necessary, I'll leave. For now." Esme looked at all of us once more before turning around and leaving.

Charlie turned to us. "You two alright?"

We nodded. "We're fine. What's a wedding without some kind of family drama, huh?" joked Edward.

We all chuckled. "Yeah, I guess you're right." I told him.

"So, I have no idea what that was all about, but I expect an explanation from you two after you get back from your honeymoon. Got it?" said Charlie.

"Got it, Dad."

"Yes, sir."

Charlie nodded. "Well, okay then. We should head on back over to the rest of the group. I'm sure they all want to know what just happened. Besides, the first dance is about to begin shortly anyways."

"Of course. We don't want to miss that, do we?" replied Edward with a smile.

"No, we certainly don't. Besides, I'm curious as to what song Alice chose for us to dance to." I smiled back at him.

"I guess we'll just have to wait and see." Then he kissed me. Hard. As the kiss deepened, we had completely forgotten that my father was standing next to us until he cleared his throat and spoke up.

"Uh, guys? Why don't you two save that for the honeymoon?" he grimaced. "I know you're both adults and married now, but Bells, you're still my daughter and I really don't need to see that." Edward and I grinned at him.

As he walked away, we heard him mutter, "Damn, I wish I still drank. I could really use a few right now."

Edward and I started laughing and we made our way back to the rest of the group.

A/N: I know it was short, but at least I gave you something, right? Well, Esme's a piece of work, huh? You just gotta love a protective Charlie.

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