Chapter 250 The Marriage Talk
ebrated for a moment and nodded. “Okay, thank you so much for this.”
“No problem,” Abel replied politely before leaving, Enelle hadn’t expected Willkin to be so considerate.
She stared at the bed for a moment. Then, she found a corner where she wouldn’t be in anyone’s way and carefully opened the bed up before laying down a blanket and resting on
After enduring two consecutive days and nights with a stiff back, Emelie could finally rest well she felt the weight of gravity pulling her body down heavily for the first time.
William returned to Eastbay.
He disliked handing outsiders at home. The housekeeper only cleaned when he was at the office: If he was at house, no one else would be in the house,
He removed his coat and suit, tossing them onto the sofa just as he was about to step into the shower, his phone ring
He glanced at the screen. It was Henrycalling.
Willam answered the call and placed the phone on the cabinet. He said, “Dad.”
Henry’s voice came through, with Vanessa’s is the background wiging him to keep calm. William’s indifferent gaze betrayed a hint of disgust as liebuttoned his shirt cuffs.
#1 saw a report today about the business dinner yesterday. Did you take Daphine with you?
“You saw the report, didn’t you? Why ask?” Willam replied cool
“What are your intentions toward her?” Henry no longer commanded William to separate from Daphne Instead, he inquired about William’s plans.
The standoff between father and son eventually saw Henry taking the first step back, William maintained his composure, “What’s your point?”
Henry spoke earnestly, “A man marries to advance his career, life, or out of genuine affection. Right now, we don’t necessarily need you to marry into wealth and prestige to enhance our influence. If you truly love Daphne, sending her abroad would provide better opportunities, given she’s an art student.”
Wiliam loosened his the, rolling it in his hand with a smick. “If you’ve convinced yourself to accept Daphne, then my affairs are even
“I don’t want our family’s reputation tanished by gossip!” Henry retorted
William teased, “The kind of reputation that drives your ex–wife crazy!
This remark enraged Henry “I’m trying to have a serious conversation with you! What’s with your amritudi?”
less ofy your concem!
“Quit wasting time on those pointless tabloids. Instead, go fishing, play golf, stay in shape, and live a longer life. That’s far more worthwhile,” William mused, his reflection in the mirror tinged with cynicism.
“It’s late. You should rest early too,” be concluded before hanging up.
Henry was seething with anger. “That tool is still fixated on that trivial matter after all these years!”
Vanessa patted Henry’s chest gently to ease his tension. “Alright, don’t get yourself worked up again. You know William’s temperament well.”
Henry sighed deeply. “I never thought he’d be so sensitive about this. She’s his mother, and I’m his father too, aren’t I? if I had known he would care so much.”
Vanessa wondered if Henry would have chosen not to marry her if he had known how William would feel. She lowered her gaze, concealing her emotions, and simply asked, “Are you really going to support his relationship with Daphne?”
“If he didn’t genuinely like her, he wouldn’t be so persistent. If he wants to marry her, let him,” Henry replied.
Vanessa lamented, “I just feel sorry for Emelie.”
“Emelle? Hasn’t she and William already split long ago?” Henrywaved his hand dismissively. “We tried to set them up a few times, but it never worked out. Let it go.”
“There’s actually something.” Vanessa hesitated. “I’ll look into it further. Once I have cadence, I’ll tell you.” She linked her arm through Henry’s. “Just hold off on pushing Wiliam and Daphne together.”
The more Henry thought about it, the more frustrated he became. “It only I had a second son…
At the mention, Vanessa stiffened, and be fell silent
Vanessa pursed her lips. “Dear, we do have
“That’s enough!” Henry cut her off sternly. “That matter is not to be brought up again!”
“Okay,” Vanessa wealdy said.
Henry headed upstairs, leaving Vanessa with a heavy heart.
Meanwhile, Willam hung up the phone and tossed it onto the couch. He frowned deeply as his mind was filled with the tabloid’s rumors–questions from those who shouldn’t ask and silence from those who should, which only irritated him further.
He unbuttoned his shit and headed straight for the bathroom