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

to invite you to

speech rendered Hermann speechless,

her

We didn’t come here to

interjected.

like this family either, she was still a member of

family. Now that the online backlash had also affected

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

Roselynn was relatively better compared to

Roselynn

for her strong–willed nature and

swayed by others. Engaging in a direct confrontation with

a

beg you to

pleaded in a soft tone, “I understand it was my

young. Can

out a cold snort. “Young? He’s already eighteen

for his

let them off so

these men had shown any willingness to

want to

upon hearing that.

Jamison,” Henrietta stopped him from

the anger on Hermann’s face, he

was to resolve the issue peacefully,

stage, they entrusted Henrietta with

Ox

if Roselynn refused to cooperate, they were

more forceful measures.

and promise her you’ll

behavior!” Henrietta ordered.

daggers at Roselynn. With his grandfather

he grudgingly muttered,

for what?” Roselynn asked

for Jamison to twist the truth and cause

you all…” Henrietta said.

quiet, Henrietta. Let him speak for himself!”

let

acknowledged their mistakes and

would consider deleting

5/10

that Roselynn was deliberately

started hurling insults at her. “Roselynn Lowe,

Who do you think you are? You’re just

man wants to marry. I bet you’re destined to be

hag for the rest

Boom!

instantly ignited by his

sufferings had deeply impacted her, leaving a

and fostering a strong resentment toward those

disrespected women within her.

by Jamison revealed his

him to get away with it

language, Jamison!” Henrietta stepped in

“Oh, shut

limit and would not

them.

directed his finger at Roselynn and

let’s not waste each other’s time.

or not?”

unfazed by the situation, responded

decisively.

refuse to delete them, I’ll tear down your house

anger as