Love At The Wrong Table
Chapter 3
Chapter 3
In any relationship, the party taking the initiative was
often seen as more lowly and desperate.
Therefore, upon seeing Emmanuel and his family at
her house, Milani Zimmerman wore an even haughtier
expression than when she was at the café.
Ha! I knew this loser wouldn’t be able to get over my
looks, so he’s come to badger me again!
Milani’s mother, Melody Claus, was just as smug when
she learned of the Lowe family’s intention.
“If your son wishes to marry my daughter, you’ll have
to give us a betrothal gift of five hundred thousand,”
she said as she raised her palm. “We won’t accept
anything less!”
Emmanuel’s heart instantly sank.
Oh, my goodness! Five hundred thousand? Is she
trying to sell her daughter?
Alessandra, however, gritted her teeth and nodded.
“T-That’s fine!”
As long as my son can get married, I’ll do anything to
make up for the betrothal gift, even if it means selling
the house!
how would she pay for the couple’s car and home?
“Sure. That’s no problem!” Roselynn piped up, even
going so far as to pull her brother back when she
realized he wanted to object.
She was just as eager for Emmanuel to start a family,
and at thirty years old, she had worked and saved up
enough to make the necessary down payments for
him.
Since Mom is settling the betrothal gift, I shall help
Emmanuel with the car and home!
“Lastly, he will bear all household expenses after the
wedding!” Milani suddenly said.
That, however, was the last straw for Emmanuel. “Are
you guys marrying off your daughter or selling her? I
don’t mind paying this much if she’s coming to work for
us as a housekeeper, but if she expects to be treated
like a princess or queen, you can forget it! I don’t need
that!”
“Look at your son! What’s with that attitude?” Milani
yelled. “We aren’t even married yet, and he’s already so
domineering. Wouldn’t it be worse down the road?”
“No, no, no… The marriage will work out. It’d work out
just fine!” Alessandra pleaded, desperate to finalize the
wedding.
can’t wait any longer…
wish by the end of
things were going, even
she had to step in to
“Mom! Stop forcing it!”
There’s nothing wrong with
house. However, asking
the sole supporter of his family after
much! What about his wife, then? Why can’t
she be sending her own money
her parents?
younger brother,
cocky grin plastered on
“Haha! Don’t forget about me,
get married, I’d be counting on you
my car
Emmanuel
rage.
f*ck! Am I marrying your sister or your
as well support all
only meant that as
Candy Crush Saga
Riches
remark, Milani decided to hold
better remember what you
leave you to plan and pay
honeymoon. Don’t tell me
can’t afford that…”
a pig than a woman
as the rage and ferocity
to experience on the
back.
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what the Zimmermans
there was no doubt
at yourself! You’re just an uncultured brute
marry a boar than you!”
snapped back.
qualities, I have no problem marrying
so why should I settle
only too happy
out with me!
exasperated laugh,
off, leaving
choice but
their surprise, they had only just stepped out
when three
front
Zimmermans quickly popped
almost dropped their jaws when
saw the car lineup.
are
were the Lowes that
other
cars. Hmm… Didn’t
café?
second, Terence stepped out of the
convoy of
he approached Emmanuel
return the favor,
outside
to say, everyone
her excitement and
brother’s arm tightly.
Isn’t this like
about it,
Wow… Who knew this old geezer
Could he have intentionally fallen at
café?
his hand, and
unloaded several
were there precious stones
also famous paintings,
a Porsche key.
total value of the items had to be at
million.
someone who earned a
was
that Emmanuel could only
the scene, the Zimmerman
almost collapsed in shock.
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