Her Tears Are His Weakness novel Chapter 173

By now, dinner had come to an end. The plates were cleared away, replaced with delicate tea sets and an array of desserts.

The elders lingered at the table, deep in conversation.

Samantha could feel her cheeks getting warm. She glanced over her shoulder—and there it was.

Yara sat politely in her seat, but her eyes were locked onto Samantha with such intensity that it felt like she was trying to bore a hole straight through her skull.

It didn't take Samantha a second to realize Yara was boiling with hatred.

As their eyes met at the worst possible moment, Yara's glare was practically murderous. Her eyes were so wide they looked like they might pop out of her head.

In response, Samantha gave her a soft, sweet smile.

Yara's face went crimson in an instant. For a second, it looked like she might actually leap across the table and throttle Samantha.

She was seething.

Thankfully, Laura was close enough to catch her and whispered a sharp reminder. "Yara, remember where you are. Try to keep it together."

However, Yara was fuming, trembling with the helpless kind of rage that came from knowing she couldn't do a damn thing about Samantha.

Then, with a smile, Laura suggested, "Isn't this getting a bit dull for us girls? They're talking about stuff we couldn't care less about. Why don't we head over to the pavilion for a break?"

She turned to the younger women at the table, inviting them along with a wave of her hand.

Yara jumped at the chance while Yvette followed, and Leonardo's sister-in-law, Vivian Tucker, whispered something to her husband before rising to join the women.

The only one who stayed seated was Samantha. She had no interest in going—none at all. Frankly, whether she stayed or left, it all felt like a waste of time.

At least here, she had Leonardo. If anything went wrong, she could lean on him. Out there? She'd be completely on her own.

Samantha kept her head down, hoping to stay under the radar.

And now, with Laura dragging her off to the pavilion, he was brimming with worry. He stood up, ready to follow.

But before he could take a step, Adrian's gaze cut through the room like a blade. "That side's for the women. Where do you think you're going?"

Leonardo didn't hesitate. "To check on my wife." The response was so direct and unapologetic that it left no room for argument.

Adrian's brow twitched in irritation. "Sit down. I need a word with you."

Leonardo had no choice but to obey, sinking back into his seat—but his eyes lingered on the pavilion.

He needed a plan.

Adrian wasted no time. "Leo, I've looked the other way while you've done whatever you pleased. But marriage? That's not something to be taken lightly.

"We're the Garretts, one of the most respected families in Jedo. How could you marry someone like her?"