"Announce what?”
About a minute passed before Ian's rather bewildered voice rang out from the room.
Upon hearing that, Sasha was promptly taken aback.
Huh? Why is he wearing such a perplexed expression?
"Well, your marriage with the daughter of the Lightburn family. Ian, didn't your great-grandfather tell you about this matter back when he sought you out?”
In a flash, Ian's gaze turned chilly.
"What? He only told me that Sigrun wants to come here to study and that her grandfather Is his old comrade-in-arms, so he wants me to take care of her as much as possible when she comes over. When did such a farce occur?"
By the time he enunciated the last sentence, his voice was terrifying to the core. His handsome countenance was also blanketed with a layer of ice that would chill one to the marrow.
Sasha was dumbstruck.
It seems that he really didn't know about this. So, what exactly is Jonathan's problem that he didn't even bother telling Ian about this? Doesn't he know that he needs to respect Ian's wishes since he's already an adult?
She hurriedly coaxed, "All right, all right, since you weren't aware of it, we'll scrap this matter. You don't like Ms. Lightburn, do you?"
"Mom, do you think my taste in women is that horrible?" Ian retorted.
Following that, Sasha burst into giggles. "Haha..."
That remark had her torn between crying and laughing.
Unbeknownst to her, Sigrun, who was eavesdropping outside, had gone entirely pale as they both joked in the room.
Her expression had also contorted into a mask of rage.
He doesn't like me and didn't even know about this arrangement? How's that possible? I only came over because our families measured our compatibility and agreed to the match. Only then was I sent here. Now, he's calling off our marriage with a single remark of having no feelings for me and ignorance of the matter?
Her hands balled into such tight fists that her knuckles popped.
The next day, Sasha woke up early in the morning after arriving at the apartment to prepare breakfast for her children.
Unexpectedly, she discovered that someone was already bustling around in the space by the time she reached the kitchen. That aside, the fragrance of food was already wafting in the air.
"Susan? You woke up so early?"
She was utterly surprised when she caught a glimpse of the girl busy cooking inside upon reaching the kitchen door.
Hearing the sound, Susan glanced back over her shoulder. At once, a shy smile bloomed on her face.
"Yeah. Good morning, Mrs. Hayes."
"Good morning. What have you cooked? Oh my God, you're too incredible! When I heard from Vivi that you cooked for them every day, I told her not to trouble you since you're also studying. I didn't expect you to even prepare breakfast forthem!"
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