Chapter 3
In any relationship, the party taking the initiative was
often seen as more lowly and desperate.
Therefore, upon seeing Emmanuel and his family at
her house, Milani Zimmerman wore an even haughtier
expression than when she was at the café.
Ha! I knew this loser wouldn’t be able to get over my
looks, so he’s come to badger me again!
Milani’s mother, Melody Claus, was just as smug when
she learned of the Lowe family’s intention.
“If your son wishes to marry my daughter, you’ll have
to give us a betrothal gift of five hundred thousand,”
she said as she raised her palm. “We won’t accept
anything less!”
Emmanuel’s heart instantly sank.
Oh, my goodness! Five hundred thousand? Is she
trying to sell her daughter?
Alessandra, however, gritted her teeth and nodded.
“T-That’s fine!”
As long as my son can get married, I’ll do anything to
make up for the betrothal gift, even if it means selling
the house!
how would she pay for the couple’s car and home?
“Sure. That’s no problem!” Roselynn piped up, even
going so far as to pull her brother back when she
realized he wanted to object.
She was just as eager for Emmanuel to start a family,
and at thirty years old, she had worked and saved up
enough to make the necessary down payments for
him.
Since Mom is settling the betrothal gift, I shall help
Emmanuel with the car and home!
“Lastly, he will bear all household expenses after the
wedding!” Milani suddenly said.
That, however, was the last straw for Emmanuel. “Are
you guys marrying off your daughter or selling her? I
don’t mind paying this much if she’s coming to work for
us as a housekeeper, but if she expects to be treated
like a princess or queen, you can forget it! I don’t need
that!”
“Look at your son! What’s with that attitude?” Milani
yelled. “We aren’t even married yet, and he’s already so
domineering. Wouldn’t it be worse down the road?”
“No, no, no… The marriage will work out. It’d work out
just fine!” Alessandra pleaded, desperate to finalize the
wedding.
I can’t wait any longer… I must fulfill my husband’s
dying wish by the end of the year!
Having seen how things were going, even Roselynn
knew she had to step in to persuade her mother.
“Mom! Stop forcing it!”
Manny’s right. There’s nothing wrong with giving a
betrothal gift, car, and house. However, asking him to
be the sole supporter of his family after the wedding is
too much! What about his wife, then? Why can’t she
chip in? Will she be sending her own money back to
her parents?
Just then, Milani’s younger brother, Jacob Zimmerman,
suddenly appeared with a cocky grin plastered on his
face. “Haha! Don’t forget about me, Milani! When it’s my
turn to get married, I’d be counting on you guys to buy
me my car and house too!”
Upon hearing that, Emmanuel instantly exploded with
rage.
“What the f*ck! Am I marrying your sister or your entire
family? I may as well support all of you!”
Even though Emmanuel had only meant that as an
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angry remark, Milani decided to hold him to his word.
“Hah! You’d better remember what you just said! In
that case, I’ll leave you to plan and pay for the
wedding banquet and honeymoon. Don’t tell me you
can’t afford that…”
“Get lost! I’d rather marry a pig than a woman like
you!” Emmanuel retorted as the rage and ferocity he
used to experience on the battlefield came flooding
back.
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He didn’t know what the Zimmermans were playing at,
but there was no doubt they were monsters.
“Look at yourself! You’re just an uncultured brute with
marriage! I’d rather marry a boar than you!” Milani
snapped back.
Given my qualities, I have no problem marrying a rich
man, so why should I settle for a pauper like
Emmanuel? I’m only too happy that he wants to fall
out with me!
After giving an exasperated laugh, Emmanuel stood up
and stormed off, leaving Alessandra and Roselynn with
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