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

Hermann speechless, and all he could

at her

didn’t come here to argue about

interjected.

like this family either, she was

the online

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

was relatively better

interactions with Roselynn were still filled with

was known for

in a direct confrontation with

be a

to beg you to remove

tone, “I understand

young. Can you please forgive

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

accountable for his

was not prepared to let them off so easily,

had shown

is how you want to play, huh?” Jamison expressed

upon hearing that.

Henrietta stopped him from

Hermann’s face, he chose to remain silent. They

intention was to

with the task of

Ox

refused to cooperate, they were prepared to

more forceful measures.

apologize to Roselynn and promise

behavior!” Henrietta ordered.

With his

grudgingly muttered, “I’m

for what?” Roselynn

was not right for Jamison to

you all…” Henrietta said.

Henrietta. Let him speak for himself!” Roselynn was

to let bygones

they genuinely acknowledged their mistakes and offered

she would consider deleting the

5/10

that Roselynn was deliberately trying to show

and immediately started hurling insults at her. “Roselynn

advantage of the situation! Who do you think

woman that no man wants to marry.

the rest of

Boom!

anger was instantly ignited

mother’s sufferings had deeply impacted

fostering a strong resentment toward those who belittled

disrespected women within her.

word uttered by Jamison revealed his contempt for her

I won’t allow him to get away

Henrietta

“Oh, shut

limit and would not allow Roselynn

them.

at Roselynn and issued

time. Are you

or not?”

Roselynn, unfazed by the situation, responded

decisively.

to delete them, I’ll tear

turned red with anger as he let out