Chapter 18
Chapter 18
Bonnie looked at the woman who was dressed in a non’s habit.
Was this Ivor’s mother? Had she become a nun?
“I don’t care who you are, Bonnie, but you need to leave Tvor alone. You’d better leave town while you can and never set foot in Pyralis ever again!” said Maisie coldly
Undaunted, Bonnie said, “I agree with you. This is absurd, boot and I don’t have feelings for each other, and I don’t want to marry him. But I owe Sigmund, since he saved me and my foster parents. If you want to stop the engagement, you’ll have to talk to him. And if you want me to leave Pyralis, you’ll have to make me.”
“Hah! You say you don’t want to marry my son? Swear on your mother’s life then!” Maise glared at Bonnie.
“Not everyone wants to marry your son, okay?” Bonnie was upset. “And why should i swear on my mom’s life?”
She glanced at Ivor.
“If you need proof, I don’t mind kicking your son’s ass in front of you.”
Ivor narrowed his eyes.
“Looks like you’re just as difficult as my investigations said you were. I’m definitely putting a stop to this marriage!”
“You can’t! They’re getting engaged tomorrow.” Sigmund emerged from the house, leaning on his
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“Have you lost your mind, Sigmund? How could you ask my son to marry a woman like her?”
Maise looked at Bonnie disdainfully.
Sigmund furiously rounded on his second son, Willard. “Aren’t you going to tell your wife to behave?” Willard looked scared. “You know she doesn’t listen to a word I say, dad. She wouldn’t have been gone for five years otherwise!”
“And you call yourself a man? Don’t be such a pussy!”
“You can’t blame me for this, dad! It runs in the family, doesn’t it? When mom was still around, you used to grovel at her feet all the time!”
“I” Sigmund flushed. He was stumped, but collected himself and tapped Willard with his cane.
“Your elder brother has more guts than you!”
“Come on. He got kicked out of the house by his wife and had to sleep in the office just two days ago. How is he better than me?”
Sigmund was exasperated.
He regained his composure after a while and looked at Maise.
“I’ve made up my mind about the engagement, and there’s nothing you can do about it. Anyway, I haven’t been feeling well lately. I’d better go back to bed.”
He quickly fled upstairs.
“Coward!” Maisie was used to Sigmund pretending to be sick. She turned and glared at Bonnie.
“I’m warning you. You’ll be sorry if you show up tomorrow!”
Bonnie wasn’t afraid.
“It’s up to me whether I show up or not. I’m not afraid of you.”
Maise narrowed her eyes. “Oh, yeah?”
Bonnie raised an eyebrow and sneered.
Maisie snorted. “Just you wait!” Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.
“Whatever.”
As he saw his mother and Bonnie arguing, Ivor started to feel worried.
The next day, Bonnie was stopped by Maisie and her bodyguards when she tried to leave home.