RedNovelRegret 192 "I already called him," Miranda said. "He said he had something to take care of." But honestly, whether Evander showed up or not didn't matter. After all, the big event today was the so-called "happy union" with the Jensen family.
Yet as tticked by, Wesley was nowhere to be seen.
Half an hour later, Ilse's smile had frozen on her face. She awkwardly dialed Wesley's number, but the phone went straight to voicemail.
She tried again-sresult. The phone was off.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtColor drained from Ilse's cheeks as a troubling thought flashed through her mind: had they been played? Grandmother's brow furrowed in a deep scowl, but before she could speak, Miranda let out a small, incredulous laugh. "Didn't you all say Mr. Rayburn agreed to the engagement? We've been waiting all this time-so where is he?" "Mom, just call again! Mr. Rayburn must have been delayed by something important!" Genevieve chimed in, completely oblivious.
Jensen echoed her, sounding impatient.
Ilse's composure finally collapsed. Her face darkened to an ugly shade of gray.
Jensen and Genevieve exchanged a look. In that instant, they understood.
"So this is what you call Mr. Rayburn agreeing to the engagement?" Grandmother's voice was cold, her expression souring. "Jensen, Ilse, be honest with me. Was it true?" "Mom, I..." Ilse fell silent, and Jensen hesitated, uncertain whether to reveal the truth.
Grandmother's frown deepened. “Genevieve, you tell me." Genevieve bit her lip, her voice trembling. "He... he promised me, I heard it myself!" "And you think that's enough?" "Everyone saw us in that room together, clothes disheveled! Doesn't he have to take responsibility for me?" "What did you say?" Rosemary slammed her hand on the table, her anger so fierce 15:11 even Miranda was startled-she'd rarely seen her mother-in-law like this. Grandmother might be open-minded about many things, but there was one line she'd never tolerate; any scandal involving the Howard children.
"You're a Howard, a lady of this family! And before marriage, you let yourself be found in a man's room, half- dressed? Where is your self-respect?" Genevieve, who had been holding back for so long, finally snapped. "I don't care!! just want to marry him!” She spun on her heel and stormed out.
Grandmother rubbed her temples. That girl...
She was beyond saving at this point.
"Mom, please, try not to get too upset. It was just an accident," Jensen tried to smooth things over, desperate to salvage the situation. But Charlotte cut straight to the heart of the matter. "If Aunt Ilse hadn't been so desperate to get Mr. Rayburn to agree and drugged him, none of this would have happened." "Charlotte, you-" Ilse hadn't expected her secret to be blurted out like that. Her face went green with fury, but Miranda immediately piled on, "No wonder Mr. Rayburn agreed. So you stooped to drugging him, trying to force an engagement? You've brought nothing but shto the Howard family." Ilse was shaking with rage, glaring daggers at Charlotte. "I've never treated you badly. Why would you do this to me?"
"You may not have treatedharshly, but as Genevieve's mother, you've stood by and let her schlet againsttand again. Don't pretend you didn't know what was going on." At this point, Charlotte had nothing left to lose; offending Ilse didn't matter anymore.
Ilse was left speechless.
In the end, all she could do was storm out in anger.
Grandmother's headache only worsened. Both her sons'families but Venser and lise's branch had never once given her peace of mind, unlike the eldest's.
Genevieve fled to the rehab wing of Vandermere Private Hospital, desperate to find Wesley. But at the entrance, Jufind Julian blocked her way.
"Miss Howard, my boss isn't seeing anyone. Please leave." "I want to see him!" Genevieve shouted, her voice cracking with frustration. "He 2/3 15:11 US promisedhow can he go back on his word?"
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