A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage) novel Chapter 1592

In the face of Angie's words, Meng Wanyu and Nuo fell into silence.

Even though they knew that it wasn't fair to her, there was little anyone could do about it.

After all, the world was never fair to begin with.

In contrast to the interest of the family, one's personal desires didn't matter at all.

Soon, silence descended upon the courtyard, as no one had anything to say.

At the same time, Angie hung her head in sorrow.

She had lost the sparkle in her eye, and all that was left was a look of listlessness.

As the rays of the evening sun shone upon her figure, they threw a shadow of misery over where she stood.

Teardrops as big as the rain fell down her cheeks continuously in a pitter-patter.

Upon impact on the ground, they simply shattered. it wasn't until Angie ran out of tears that she finally stopped crying.

A few hours ago, she was still a girl full of zest for life. But now, she looked no different from a haggard old lady.

She felt dead inside as if there was nothing in her heart other than despair.

The light that glistened in her eyes had now been extinguished.

Ever since she was young, Angie's circle was so small that she only had her father and brother.

As a result, both of them were everything to her.

But now, they had married her off to someone else without her permission.

Therefore, it wasn't hard to imagine how big a blow their actions dealt her.

She felt as if the giant tree she had always been leaning on had suddenly collapsed. The realization filled her with a sense of helplessness that made her feel alone in the world.

“Angie, are you all right? Actually, Chu Qitian isn't so bad after all. He is handsome and has a great future ahead of him. Even though you might not have feelings for him now, you will develop them with time,” Meng Wanyu consoled Angie.

However, Angie refused to listen anymore as she turned her back on Meng Wanyu and Nuo. She murmured, “Both of you should go. I need to be alone for now.”

“Angie, don't be like that. You're only making us worry.” The more Angie behaved that way, the deeper Meng Wanyu's concern for her became.

She was truly fearful that Angie would end up doing something impulsive.

Despite Meng Wanyu's show of concern, Angie blocked it out of her mind as if she didn't hear it at all.

Without another word, she made her way slowly back into the hut in front, cutting a forlorn silhouette in front of Meng Wanyu and Nuo.

At that moment, Nuo was cognizant of how sad Angie was.

So what if I know that she's devastated? His position in the Jones family didn't allow him to conduct any actions against its interest.

In fact, his duty to protect Angie was also assigned to him by the Jones family.

Due to the debt of gratitude he owed them for taking him in and raising him, he was bound by his loyalty to them.

As a result, there was no way he could disobey the Jones family even if he vehemently disagreed with their decisions.

Sigh!

“Ms. Jones, I'm sorry for being powerless to help you,” Nuo lamented as he watched Angie's dejected figure walk away.

Having spent many years with each other, Nuo's relationship with Angie had gone beyond that of a master and servant.

In many instances, he even saw Angie as his own granddaughter.

Now that she was suffering terribly, he too felt miserable over it.

At that moment, Meng Wanyu could no longer tolerate watching her best friend wallow in anguish. Out of the blue, she asked, “Nuo, why don't we help Angie?”

Turning to look at her, Nuo inquired, “What's your plan?”

“It's simple, we'll just take her away. As long as she leaves the Jones family and goes into hiding, the wedding would have to be canceled,” Meng Wanyu suggested softly.