The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He (Lily and John) novel Chapter 693

**TITLE: My Wife 693**
**Chapter 693: The Wedding Date**

The air was thick with tension, but the outcome was clear. Greg and Adeline were not Yolanda’s children, and the implications of that fact weighed heavily on Holly. Yolanda had no right to put them in harm’s way, not now and not ever. Even if there was a biological connection, it did not grant her the moral authority to wield such power over their lives.

Moore had been poised to unleash violence upon them, and it was only Victor’s timely intervention that had spared them from a potential tragedy. The thought of their family being torn apart was unbearable. What justification could Holly possibly have to refrain from seeking justice for the threats they faced?

Regardless of the curses, the cries, or the desperate pleas from Yolanda, Ramona, and the others, Holly remained a fortress of stoicism. She understood a truth that many failed to grasp: when wicked beings show vulnerability, it is not out of a desire for redemption. They are merely frightened, hoping for a reprieve to continue their malevolence later on. She could not afford to release the tigers back into the mountain; they would only return to their predatory ways.

After a long, deliberate silence, she uttered a statement that resonated with the gravity of the moment, “You are the ones who will suffer retribution!”

Once Marilyn and the others were forcibly removed, the living room settled into an uneasy quiet. Adeline’s worry for Greg’s injuries was palpable; she insisted he should see a doctor immediately. Yet Greg, ever the stoic, brushed off her concerns, adamantly declaring he was perfectly fine. They soon found themselves seated together, the atmosphere shifting as they turned their focus to the matter of Adeline and Victor.

“Victor has caused Adeline a great deal of distress lately due to misunderstandings,” Holly began, her voice steady but layered with concern. “However, since the two children share a deep love, I hope you can find it in your hearts to agree to their marriage.”

Grace, ever the strategist, exchanged a glance with Lily before continuing, “Lily and James are set to marry on the eighteenth of next month. It seems only fitting that good fortune comes in pairs; perhaps Adeline and Victor could also tie the knot on that same day. What are your thoughts on this?”

Holly’s heart was a tumultuous sea of emotions.

In her youth, it was common for those she knew to marry at eighteen or nineteen. But the world had shifted, and societal norms had evolved; it was now perfectly acceptable for women to marry in their thirties or even forties. Yet, she had never envisioned delaying Adeline’s marriage until she reached such an age. The thought of her daughter leaving the nest pulled at her heartstrings. She had grown accustomed to their family of four living in harmony, and the idea of her daughter marrying and departing felt like a seismic shift.

However, the whisper of her younger daughter lingered in her mind, a reminder of the reality they faced. Millie had confided that she had accidentally discovered Adeline’s secret love for Victor, a crush that had been nurtured in silence for years. With her eyes glistening with unshed tears, Holly finally relented, “The eighteenth of next month is indeed a splendid day.”

Nancy, efficient and decisive, engaged Holly in warm conversation, and the two women quickly discovered a camaraderie that made their interactions feel effortless. Meanwhile, Millie watched Victor with a mix of annoyance and intrigue, her cheeks puffed out in irritation.

Her sister’s impending marriage felt like a thunderclap out of nowhere. It was as if Victor had swooped in to steal Adeline away from her, and the thought was maddening! Yet, she couldn’t help but recall how valiantly he had defended their mother earlier; that memory grudgingly earned him a place in her heart as a brother-in-law. Still, a nagging feeling lingered: Adeline was settling, and in Millie’s eyes, her sister was nothing short of a fairy. Even if Victor was tall and somewhat handsome, he simply didn’t measure up to her sister’s ethereal charm.

As the older generation continued to hash out the wedding details, Adeline and Lily linked arms and wandered into the courtyard, the sun casting a golden hue over their path.

“Lily, can you believe it? You’ll be my sister-in-law now! I’m overjoyed that we get to share this special moment!” Adeline exclaimed, her usual reserve melting away in the warmth of their friendship.

Typically, Adeline was not one to seek physical closeness, but her affection for Lily was undeniable. She found herself leaning into Lily’s arm, resting her head there, reveling in the blissful anticipation of their shared futures.