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.
longer… I must fulfill my
wish by the end
how things were
to step in
“Mom! Stop forcing it!”
There’s nothing wrong with giving
car, and house. However, asking
his family after the wedding
his wife, then? Why can’t
sending her own money back
her parents?
younger brother, Jacob
cocky grin plastered on
about me,
I’d be counting on you guys to
my car
Emmanuel
rage.
the f*ck! Am I marrying
I may as well support all
though Emmanuel had only
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decided to hold him to his
You’d better remember what you just
to plan and
banquet and honeymoon. Don’t tell
can’t afford that…”
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what the
no doubt they were
just an uncultured brute
a
snapped back.
qualities, I have no problem marrying a
why should I settle for
only too happy that he wants to
out with me!
giving an exasperated laugh,
off, leaving Alessandra and Roselynn
choice but
surprise, they had only just stepped out
when three luxury cars
in front
Zimmermans quickly popped out to see
and almost dropped their jaws
saw the car lineup.
d*mn! Those cars are worth tens of
on? Since when were the
the other contrary, seemed to
Hmm… Didn’t I
café?
stepped out
his convoy of suited
as he approached
the
me outside
say, everyone was
hide her excitement and
brother’s arm tightly.
this like those
more Emmanuel thought about it, the more
Wow… Who knew this old geezer
he have intentionally
café?
his hand, and within
had unloaded several boxes of
precious stones and
famous paintings, antiques, and
a Porsche key.
value of the items had to be at
million.
who earned a mere
ten million was an eye-watering
Emmanuel could only
the scene, the
almost collapsed in shock.
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