Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 193

As the group entered the main hall, they were greeted by a delightful aroma.

“Aunt Alessandra, are you making soup? It smells amazing! Can I have a bowl

please?” Jamison’s mouth watered immediately.

Alessandra hesitated for a moment.

She made the soup for her daughter-in–law. If she served everyone a bowl,

her daughter–in–law would be left without any to drink when she returned

home.

Furthermore, she was well aware that her daughter–in–law had a busy

schedule. The fact that she could spare an hour or two to be there was

already a gesture of kindness. What if they finish the soup, and I don’t have

enough time to make more for my daughter–in–law?

“What’s wrong? Can’t you serve my grandson a bowl of soup? Do you not

think of us as your family?” Upon noticing Alessandra’s silence, Hermann

directed a stern gaze at her, his face reflecting his disapproval.

“No, no, no. It’s not like that,” Alessandra stammered, her body trembling in

fear of her father’s disapproval.

Undeterred by the old–fashioned and patriarchal mentality of Hermann,

Roselynn fearlessly stood her ground. With a cold expression, she retorted,

“My mom prepared the soup specifically for my brother and his wife, so

there’s no extra for you! What exactly do you want?”

“What? Manny is married?” her grandmother exclaimed.

Hermann’s family, too, was taken aback.

Hermann even raised his voice. “Well, well, it seems you don’t consider us as

family at all! Alessandra Cadigan, you’re such an ungrateful daughter. Your

son got married, yet you didn’t even bother to invite us to the wedding. You’re

such a heartless woman!”

Filled with grievances, Alessandra wanted to explain to him, but before she

could do so, Roselynn stepped in.

She said to Hermann, “How dare you scold my mom? She’s heartless? You

people are the heartless ones! Ever since my mother married my father ten

years ago, you have never visited her, not even once. When my father

passed away, you didn’t even bother to come and offer your condolences.

When my mother underwent surgery, you didn’t show any concern. You even

withheld her share of the village dividends, regardless of her well–being or

struggles! Since you’d never appeared on any of the occasions above, you

us to invite you to

lengthy speech rendered Hermann speechless, and all he

at her

Grandpa. We didn’t come here to argue

interjected.

like this family either, she was

the online backlash had also affected her,

had to find a solution, even if it

her relationship with Roselynn was relatively better compared to

Roselynn were

known for her strong–willed nature and

others. Engaging in a

a wise

we’re here to beg you to remove the

a soft tone, “I understand it was my brother’s fault,

young. Can you please forgive

snort. “Young?

accountable for his

them off so easily,

of these men had shown any willingness to

to play,

upon hearing that.

Jamison,” Henrietta stopped him from

he chose to remain silent.

their intention was to resolve the issue

Henrietta with the task of handling

Ox

refused to cooperate,

more forceful measures.

apologize to Roselynn and promise her

behavior!” Henrietta ordered.

shot daggers at Roselynn. With his grandfather and

he grudgingly muttered, “I’m

sorry? Sorry for what?”

was not right for Jamison to twist the truth and cause

you all…” Henrietta said.

speak for himself!” Roselynn was

let

acknowledged their mistakes and

would consider deleting

5/10

Jamison felt that Roselynn was

immediately started hurling insults at her. “Roselynn Lowe,

situation! Who do you

marry.

the rest of your

Boom!

anger was instantly ignited

had deeply impacted her, leaving

fostering a strong resentment toward

disrespected women within her.

by Jamison revealed his

I won’t allow him to get away

language, Jamison!” Henrietta stepped

interjected, “Oh,

limit and would not allow Roselynn to

them.

too, directed his finger at Roselynn and

let’s not waste each other’s time. Are you going to

or not?”

Roselynn, unfazed by the

decisively.

delete them, I’ll tear down your

red with anger as he let out a roar.