Next One Is a Babe

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“Maybe they’re concerned about your marriage,” Lorraine said with a nod.

Lola could only nod in agreement. “Yeah, maybe.” Far from being concerned, they’re just thirsty for a bunch of gossip, she thought silently.

Despite that, she recalled her conversation with her mother in the kitchen earlier about the bridal price. If this got out, the whole village would be in a buzz, and she had no idea how these people would criticize her behind her back.

Without a doubt, there would be talks about her being a gold-digger, and she could even imagine that some people would suspect her of being a sugar baby to Logan. Or else, there would be no reason for a wealthy family like the Jeffersons to take a fancy on her since there were plenty of beautiful girls in the world.

Everyone could tell that there was nothing extraordinary about her looks, education level and job. Not even her family background was exceptional, so what made her so special?

She didn’t even want to think about it; just the thought of all these gave her a headache.

The meal dragged on for quite a while, and it was Lola and Lorraine who finished eating first. In the countryside, things were more relaxed and people didn’t require the younger generation to wait at the table for the elders to finish eating. Hence, while the men were still chatting, both of them excused themselves from the table and went for a walk in the yard.

Someone at the gates who saw them coming out asked loudly through the door, “Lola, did you bring your boyfriend home today to meet your parents? Are you going to settle things about your marriage?”

Before she could even say anything, Lorraine spoke up first. “Yes, we came here to discuss their marriage today. We’re very happy with Lola, and we can’t wait for her to join our family.”

“Huh?” that neighbor exclaimed. “Really? Lola is really lucky, then,” he said, his tone sounding somewhat complicated.

With the smile still on her face, Lorraine replied, “No, no. We’re the lucky ones because she’s way out of my brother’s league.”

She spoke loudly and clearly, enough to let Lola hold her head up high in front of all those nosy people, efficiently shutting that neighbor’s trap.

Perhaps there were others who wanted to ask more, but when they saw how protective Lorraine was over Lola, they all swallowed their questions. Still, there were people hanging around and would occasionally turn to look into the yard, but nobody dared to come over blatantly despite the curious looks on their faces.

Standing in the yard, Lorraine asked in a lowered voice, “Are all these people really your neighbors?”

That made Lola feel a little embarrassed because the tone of the man earlier didn’t sound like he was happy for her. Rather, he seemed a little like a bystander watching the show, and he still looked unconvinced even after Lorraine complimented her.

As a quick-witted person, Lorraine could easily tell the meaning behind the looks of these people, and Lola could only open and close her mouth like a goldfish, speechless.