Emmeline looked at Waylon closely.
Waylon did not look like he lost a lot of hair. His hair was still thick and well-groomed. It was the perfect adornment to his handsome face.
However, she had to admit that Waylon looked like he lost a lot of weight ever since he came to Struyria.
Emmeline touched Waylon’s face and said, “I know you’ve been worried about me.”
“So are you still going to vex me by marrying the ugliest man in the world?”
“I have to save Abel somehow, right?” Emmeline said. “I’ll divorce that person when I get the antidote.”
“Are you still a child?” Waylon said, annoyed. “If you do that, what will the others from the Ryker family think of you? What will everyone in Struyria think of you? Will Abel still be able to accept you? Do you think the ugly man will let you off so easily?”
“I don’t care what anyone else thinks about me! If Abel hates me for doing this, then I’ve misjudged his character, and if we have to go our separate ways, so be it. I’ll take my children and go back to Reykjavik with you then!”
Waylon was speechless.
He thought Emmeline was being stubborn, but what she said made sense.
“Let me think about this,” Waylon said while pinching the bridge of his nose. “I’m not against you acceding to that b*stard’s condition, but you’ll have to make sure you don’t actually get married.”
“I can’t pretend to get married either! That b*stard will know if I’m pretending, and things will only become worse!”
Waylon sat on his chair, thinking of what to do.
Developing the antidote was already tricky enough. This problem was even trickier.
He would rather die than watch Emmeline marry the ugliest man in the world!
But how else could he solve the problem?
Waylon stood up. “I’ll discuss this with Ben.”
Emmeline nodded. “I’ll have to warn you though. Don’t even think of stopping me. This is the fastest and only way I can save Abel.”
“I know.” Waylon patted her head. “I’ll go to Adelmar Group. We’ll talk later.”
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