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

invite you to Manny’s

speechless, and all he could do

her

Grandpa. We didn’t come here to argue about this,”

interjected.

she did not like this family either,

the online backlash had also affected

had to find a solution, even if it was for her own

Roselynn was relatively

family members, interactions with Roselynn were still

was known for her strong–willed nature and was

others. Engaging in a direct confrontation with

be a wise

to beg you to remove the

“I understand it was my

Can

a cold snort. “Young? He’s already

accountable for his

to let them off so easily, especially considering

these men had shown any willingness to

you want to play, huh?” Jamison expressed

upon hearing that.

aside, Jamison,” Henrietta stopped him from

on Hermann’s face, he chose

agreed that their intention was to resolve the issue peacefully,

Henrietta with the

Ox

cooperate,

more forceful measures.

promise her you’ll

behavior!” Henrietta ordered.

Roselynn. With his grandfather

he grudgingly

sorry? Sorry for

for Jamison to twist the truth and

you all…” Henrietta said.

quiet, Henrietta. Let him speak for

let bygones

their mistakes and offered a

she would consider

5/10

that Roselynn was deliberately trying to show off

started hurling insults at her.

Who do you think you are? You’re

no man wants to marry. I bet

for the rest

Boom!

instantly ignited by

deeply impacted her, leaving

and fostering a strong resentment toward

disrespected women within her.

every word uttered by Jamison revealed his contempt for

him to get away with

Jamison!” Henrietta stepped in to

interjected, “Oh, shut up,

would not allow Roselynn to

them.

too, directed his finger at

each other’s time. Are

or not?”

by the situation, responded firmly

decisively.

refuse to delete them, I’ll tear

turned red with anger as