Miranda let out a cry and felt herself being enveloped in a broad embrace. The anxiety she had been feeling about the situation suddenly dissipated at this moment.
She had intentionally said those words to provoke Lachlan, pretending that she wanted to break up with him and stimulate him. But she didn't expect Lachlan to actually get angry and show an unprecedentedly domineering side.
"What are you doing? Let go of me!"
"You scoundrel!"
"Don't you have many other admirers? Go hug someone else!"
Miranda struggled hard for a few times but found it futile, then glared at Lachlan with hatred.
Upon hearing her words, Lachlan knew that she was still upset about those photos.
"Heh heh, aren't you right here in front of me?"
At these words, Miranda's pretty face was covered with frosty anger as her beautiful eyes showed a hint of grievance and resentment. They even turned slightly red.
"Lachlan, you bastard! What do you take me for?"
"Why? Were you deliberately acting like a jerk in front of me?"
"Why? Since we've come this far today talking about this matter, then you must give me an answer."
"In fact, there's nothing between you and those women, right?"
Lachlan looked at the exquisite face before him which carried both expectation and resentment. He felt pity and guilt welling up inside him. But the next second he took a deep breath pretending not to care much as he shrugged his shoulders, "What's wrong with your head? You're making no sense..."
With that said, he turned around directly picking up his spoon again.
Miranda stood there, biting her red lips as she gazed at Lachlan. She could sense that there were many things hidden in this man's heart, things he didn't want her to know. In that moment, it seemed like Miranda could delve into his innermost thoughts and find out the truth.
After a while, the family gathered around the dining table, having dinner together. "Daddy, hug!" Little Nora, who hadn't seen her father for a few days, stuck to Lachlan during the meal, insisting on being held while eating.
Emmanuel seemed particularly happy tonight, toasting Lachlan one cup after another. As they drank, they even started calling each other brothers, causing Cara, Miranda and Mason to roll their eyes incessantly.
But as they continued to drink...
Bang!
Emmanuel forcefully placed his wine glass on the table and sat there, suddenly bursting into tears. "Why? Why would she treat me like this? Don't you all know that I am her son? Her... biological son..."
"Mom, are you really my mother?"
Saying this, Emmanuel grabbed Lachlan's hand, tears streaming down his face as he asked, "Lachlan, do you think I'm a failure in life? Even my own mother has no feelings for me! How... how much am I despised?"
Lachlan looked at his father-in-law and could feel his sadness and heartache. Cara, Miranda, and Mason also fell silent, their expressions grim.
Although Emmanuel tried his best to appear cheerful, the feeling of being betrayed by his own mother was impossible to bear.
In the end, it all came pouring out, fueled by the alcohol.
"Emmanuel, don't you still have us?"
Lachlan advised in a deep voice, feeling a pang of sorrow in his heart. "Emmanuel, your mother is cold-hearted, it has nothing to do with you! Why cry? It's not worth it!"
Cara held her husband's hand and spoke. Miranda and Mason also offered comfort.
But Emmanuel cried even harder, holding onto Cara's hand, his tone filled with guilt and shame. "Honey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry to Miranda and Mason too! And to make Lachlan risk his life for me alone!"
"I'm sorry, all of you! I swear, I'll never be foolish again..."
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