A Wedding Night Gone Terribly Wrong novel Chapter 308

What audacity!

Iris, still flushed and humiliated, stared at Yvette in absolute shock. Despite the secondhand embarrassment, she couldn't help but admire her sister-in-law's bulletproof confidence. Yvette's family had just been dragged through the mud, yet she acted like she was doing the Lockwoods a favor by offering herself up to Leland. With someone this formidable on her side, Iris felt a glimmer of hope that they could salvage the afternoon.

But then Sylvia looked at Yvette, her tone incredibly gentle but firm. "My dear, thank you for the compliment, but I'm afraid Leland already has someone he likes."

"What?" Yvette's sharp eyes widened.

She was flawless. A once-in-a-lifetime catch. There was absolutely no way Leland could have found someone better than her. If he liked anyone, it mathematically had to be her.

There must be a misunderstanding.

"Let's just ask him directly," Yvette insisted. He was probably just acting like a shy, pure-hearted puppy, too nervous to tell his family about his crush on her. That's why Sylvia and Shannon thought he liked someone else.

"My mother-in-law is right," Shannon chimed in softly. "My son is already taken."

The atmosphere in the living room instantly crystallized.

Yet, Yvette refused to back down. "When I gave him permission to pursue me, he was practically vibrating with excitement. I cleared my schedule to be here today. Whether it's a yes or a no, I want to hear it straight from him."

Sighing softly, Sylvia sent another maid upstairs to check.

A few minutes later, the maid returned, whispering, "The young master is quite ill."

Shannon immediately sat up. "What's wrong?"

"He has a terrible fever. A hundred and three degrees. He can't get out of bed."

A fever that high in an adult was alarming.

Yvette immediately took charge, standing up with bold authority. "I'll go check on him."

"Oh, no, no, you're a guest. We couldn't possibly trouble you," Shannon said, quickly placing a hand on Yvette's shoulder and forcing her back into her seat.

Yvette's expression finally cracked. She was arrogant, but she wasn't stupid.

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