The Legendary Man novel Chapter 93

Chapter 93 The Annual Party

“They’re not going to see it even if you kiss me…”

With an arm wrapped around Josephine’s waist, Jonathan was just about to capture her lips, but she broke free and sprinted downstairs as though fleeing for her life.

When Jonathan went downstairs, the family of four was already dolled up, ready to leave anytime.

As soon as Margaret spotted Jonathan’s casual dressing, her expression abruptly darkened. “Are you going like this, Jonathan?”

“Is there a problem?” Jonathan countered blasely.

In the past few years, all I ever wore was a military uniform aside from casual clothes. I’ve hardly worn anything else.

“Do you know the occasion today?” With a wintry expression on her face, Margaret enunciated, “It’s the Smith family’s annual party today, and everyone will be attending in formal attire. Do you want to be the only person dressed casually? And are you trying to have us humiliated with you deliberately?”

“You’ll be humiliated with me just because I’m not dressed as ostentatiously as you in attending the party?” Jonathan then sneered, “Do you perchance think that the Smith family’s annual party is some international event?”

He wasn’t in the mood to bicker with her.

If she had nicely coaxed me into changing, perhaps I wouldn’t have had any objections. Unfortunately, I simply can’t stand her sarcastic remarks!

“Are you going to change or not?” Margaret lambasted while pointing her finger at him, her expression frosty.

“No.”

Jonathan’s made his stance abundantly clear.

“You’re not allowed to attend the annual party today if you’re not changing!” With a harrumph, she barked, “Let’s go!”

Having said that, she stalked away.

I’d rather he not attend than to be humiliated alongside him!

“Do you think you have the right to decide whether I can attend?” Jonathan arched a brow, not giving in to her pompous attitude.

“Who can decide if not me?” Margaret instantly got up in arms upon hearing that.

But when she was just about to unleash her wrath, Josephine cut her off. “That’s enough! Stop arguing! Jonathan was the one who prepared the gift, so what right do you have to forbid him from attending? It’s just clothes, no? Never mind if he doesn’t want to change!”

Her unexpected defense of Jonathan had Margaret’s expression contorting into a mask of fury at once. “Whose side are you on, you wretch? He prepared the gift, you said? Where did he get the money? It’s from you, no? He has been using your money to buy a gift for the Smith family’s annual party, hasn’t he?”

“It’s different this year!” In a frigid voice, Josephine maintained, “This year, he bought the gift out of his own pocket!”

“Fine! Continue acting with him to dupe me!” Margaret didn’t believe her in the least. “We’ll see who ends up being an embarrassment when we arrive at the Smith mansion! What do I care if he wants to go?”

After saying that, she stormed off.

Outside the door, the car Josephine booked in advance was already waiting.

Opening the car door, Jonathan was just about to sit in the back seat with Josephine when Margaret ordered him to sit in the front. “Go and sit in the passenger’s seat! You’re unworthy of sitting in the back seat!”

Glancing at her, Jonathan ignored her entirely and sat down beside Josephine.

“How dare you?” When Margaret saw that her words had fallen on deaf ears, and he paid her no mind, her chest heaved violently. “Do you hear me, Jonathan?”

Still, Jonathan disregarded her and acted as though he didn’t hear her.

Connor urged, “All right. That’s enough. Hurry up and get into the car! We’re going to be late if you don’t make haste!”