Medical Genius's Unspeakable Marriage

Ed was anxious. “Mr. Atkinson, we talked about this before and you all agreed back then. Why did you go back on your words?”

At this moment, another woman walked to the door. “Why are you wasting your time talking with him? Ed, you came at the right time and saved us a trip. Please go back. There’ll be no wedding tomorrow!”

This woman was Laura, Wendy’s sister.

Ed’s expression changed sharply. “Why? We’ve already talked about this, and my house is all set up. Why aren’t we getting married tomorrow?”

Ed’s face turned pale as he gritted his teeth, “Even if we don’t get married, I-I still have to know why. Ask Wendy to come out and I will ask her personally!”

know why? Fine! Let me tell you this. We are sisters, but when I got married, my husband came to pick me up in a Porsche, and

gotten him a Volkswagen Passat. It was

got married, my husband rented the entire Heavens Hotel and hosted more than one hundred tables, while you just hired a few rural women to host dinner at home. The guests don’t even

husband is the son of the village chief, and he runs a contracting company that makes millions a year. What about you? With two sick people, your dad has to work on the construction site to buy medicine. My sister has to work to support you, let alone receive any allowance from you! My dad is the head of the workshop at the factory and will soon be promoted to assistant manager of the factory. One of his daughters married into a well-off family, while the other married into such a poor family. If others found out,

was like

and clenched his hands, his nails

nodded slowly. “I understand now. Sorry

sister. They’re well-matched in social and economic status for