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

Hermann speechless, and all he could

at her in

come

interjected.

she did not like this family either, she was

that the online

a solution, even

her relationship with Roselynn was relatively better compared

interactions with Roselynn were still filled with

for her

swayed by others. Engaging in a direct confrontation

be a wise

to beg you to

in a soft tone, “I

Can

“Young?

accountable for his

let them off so

men had shown any willingness

you want to play, huh?” Jamison expressed

upon hearing that.

aside, Jamison,” Henrietta stopped

anger on Hermann’s face, he chose to remain

that their intention was to resolve the

Henrietta with the

Ox

Roselynn refused to cooperate, they were

more forceful measures.

promise her you’ll

behavior!” Henrietta ordered.

shot daggers at Roselynn. With his

grudgingly muttered, “I’m

sorry? Sorry for what?” Roselynn

to twist the

you all…” Henrietta said.

quiet, Henrietta. Let him speak for himself!” Roselynn was

to let bygones be

genuinely acknowledged their mistakes

would consider deleting the

5/10

felt that Roselynn was deliberately trying

started hurling insults at her. “Roselynn Lowe,

do you think you are? You’re

marry. I bet you’re destined to

for the rest

Boom!

instantly

mother’s sufferings had deeply impacted

fostering a strong resentment toward those who

disrespected women within her.

every word uttered by Jamison revealed

women. I won’t allow him to

your language, Jamison!” Henrietta stepped in to stop

Hermann interjected, “Oh, shut

would not

them.

his finger at Roselynn and

other’s time. Are you going to

or not?”

no!” Roselynn, unfazed by the situation,

decisively.

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

red with anger as he let out a