Lydia's face turned pale, though she forced herself to smile. "It's alright, Brian. No matter what happens to you, I won't care about that. As long as I can stay by your side, none of that matters to me. Even if the doctor fails to heal you, I can be your eyes."
Her words were spoken with deep affection, every sentence dripping with devotion. Several of the elders at the table could not help but feel moved by her sincerity.
Estelle, always fond of Lydia, decided to speak up on her behalf once more. "Brian, Lydia is just a young woman. She said all of that from the heart, and you're still rejecting her. Do you think you'll ever find anyone as devoted as she is?"
Most men would have softened at such a confession, but Brian remained completely unmoved.
"My marriage is my own business. When did it become something to be discussed at the dinner table?"
Roxanne could no longer stay quiet. "This isn't just your personal matter. This marriage was arranged between the two families by your grandfather himself."
Brian didn't hesitate and replied, "Do I need to remind you that I've already fulfilled that agreement once?"
Roxanne's expression darkened with frustration. "How can that be the same? Charlotte was a fraud, not even truly part of our family. That marriage never counted."
The room fell into an uneasy silence. The mention of that long-buried name brought tension to the table.
Lydia's hands clenched tightly under the table, bitterness surging inside her. She never understood why Brian had agreed to marry Charlotte so easily back then.
But when it came to fulfilling the engagement with her, everything became so difficult. Her heart burned with resentment.
Brian's expression grew colder as he listened to their dismissive words. His voice cut sharply through the heavy air.
"Why would that marriage not count? When she married me, she was still considered part of your family. For two years, we were husband and wife, and during that time, the Norman family provided the Perry family with plenty of benefits. Was all of that an illusion?"
His gaze remained steady, his tone icy. "Even though you later claimed that she isn't of your bloodline, the fact remains that she married me under your family's arrangement. You were more than willing to accept the advantages that came with it. Now that she's gone, do you think you can simply erase the past as if it never happened?"
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