Love At The Wrong Table

“Good day, Mr. Summerton and Madam Althea!” Roselynn’s voice brimmed with courtesy as she greeted them.

Zaiden acknowledged her with a slight nod, but Althea’s expression turned grim in an instant. “Julian, what is this about? I never raised you to play around with women!” she snapped, her voice cutting through the air.

“Mom, I’m not playing around. Roselynn is my girlfriend!” Julian boldly replied.

Shock swept through the room at Julian’s revelation. The looks on everyone’s faces ranged from disbelief to astonishment, which was quite an interesting sight to behold.

Linda, unable to accept the situation, burst into tears, throwing herself into her mother’s arms to seek comfort.

“W-What in the…” Anger flushed Althea’s face, causing her to struggle for breath for a moment. Then, she collapsed.

Thankfully, Zaiden caught her just in time.

“Mom! Are you okay?” Julian approached Althea cautiously, only to receive a feeble slap from her.

Slap!

thunderous, the slap’s impact reverberated through

Roselynn exclaimed, taken aback by this sudden turn of events. She hurried over, asking, “Madam Althea, why did you lay

pointed at Roselynn, her tone frosty. “This is a matter within my family. I’m teaching my son, and it’s none of

intervened, saying, “Your mom isn’t feeling well right now. Stop making her angry, will you? Just go out with everyone else!”

Despite his reluctance, he had no choice but to refrain from arguing with his mother due to

they could step out the door Althea’s voice stopped them in their tracks. “Hold

gently taking her hand. She said with a sweet demeanor, “Aunt Althea, please calm

stunned upon hearing Linda’s

stern and chilly. “Look, if it weren’t for Linda, I wouldn’t have woken up this time. And what good does this woman you brought here do besides upsetting

no harm!” Roselynn argued, unable to bear

she could finish speaking, Althea cut her off coldly. “Enough! Your presence alone is insufferable. Get out of here and leave my son

anger, her fists clenched into tight balls. In the end, however, she refrained from arguing with Althea, fearing it might worsen the

wait!” Julian called out after her.

more!” she warned between clenched teeth, her gaze stern with a hint of ferocity. “The Summerton

Without the slightest hesitation, he shoved past the servant blocking his way and ran out