How could Fleur maintain her dignity in Lena's presence now that she had revealed her true feelings so openly?
"Um... Lena, could you please fetch my Acme bags from the car?" Fleur asked.
Lena responded with a quick smile and promptly got up.
"This lady isn't bad at all, Madam Fleur," one of the women sincerely complimented. "She's pretty, quiet, and attentive. They say, 'a good wife makes for a good life'. She and Chris are a match made in heaven!"
Fleur draped her shawl around her shoulders and adjusted her hat. She could no longer conceal the pride on her face.
However, she remained steadfast. "Hey, stop with the nonsense! I didn't agree to their marriage."
"You didn't?" The other woman was taken aback. "My son is still single. Perhaps—"
"What do you want?" Fleur glared at her, silencing everyone.
She feigned a cough and elegantly walked out, signaling them to behave.
Meanwhile, Lena returned with Fleur's limited edition bag, spotting her outside the VIP room.
Fleur accepted the bag and appreciated the flattery moments ago, even growing fonder of Lena as time passed. She couldn't deny her feelings anymore.
It wasn't that she had ever disliked Lena—she was simply unwilling to admit her affection.
Fleur had been arrogant throughout her life, and not many people had piqued her interest. She couldn't bring herself to admit she liked Lena—the quiet, beautiful girl from a less prestigious background—from the moment she saw her. It was preposterous!
In reality, mothers and daughters-in-law were supposed to be at odds. Wasn't a mother-in-law supposed to be dissatisfied with her daughter-in-law?
Hence, Fleur had to maintain her arrogant facade to balance her emotions.
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