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 Manny’s

lengthy speech rendered Hermann speechless, and all he could do

at her in

right, Grandpa. We didn’t come here to argue

interjected.

did not like this family either, she

that the online backlash had also affected

had to find a solution, even if

relationship with Roselynn was

members, interactions with Roselynn were still filled with

Roselynn was known for

swayed by others. Engaging in a direct confrontation

a

to remove the

“I understand it was my

Can you please

cold snort. “Young? He’s already eighteen

for

prepared to let them off so

these men had shown any willingness to

how you want to play, huh?”

upon hearing that.

aside, Jamison,” Henrietta stopped him

the anger on Hermann’s face, he

intention was to resolve the

stage, they entrusted Henrietta with the

Ox

refused to cooperate,

more forceful measures.

apologize to Roselynn and promise her you’ll not

behavior!” Henrietta ordered.

Roselynn. With his grandfather

he grudgingly

sorry? Sorry for what?” Roselynn asked

Jamison to twist the truth

you all…” Henrietta said.

Let him speak for himself!” Roselynn

let bygones

acknowledged their mistakes and

would consider deleting

5/10

was deliberately trying to show off

hurling insults at her. “Roselynn

the situation! Who do you

marry. I bet you’re destined to

hag for the rest of

Boom!

anger was instantly ignited by

deeply impacted her,

and fostering a strong resentment

disrespected women within her.

Jamison revealed

for women. I won’t allow him to get away

your language, Jamison!” Henrietta stepped in to stop

Hermann interjected, “Oh,

would not allow Roselynn to trample all

them.

finger at Roselynn and issued a

let’s not waste each other’s time.

or not?”

by the situation, responded

decisively.

delete them,

anger as he let out a roar. Being