Zyrielle's POV. We approached the large room with smiles on both faces yet I had more anxiety than normal. If there was a better way for me to board my feelings, maybe I would, but right now, I didn't even know how to act. All that I could think about was the fact that we probably we're going to have a fistfight concerning her family. But if that was the best way to treat this issue I would take that chance and not even wait for her to start anything. "You have a defensive look on your face. Do you have any problems with me? You look like you have heard some information and now want to retaliate." She pointed out as soon as she turned to stare at me. Well, why wouldn't I do that when I didn't know what she was thinking about me? Or rather, what her grandson has probably told the whole family. "You do not have to be worried when you are here. This is your family too. As long as you get married to my son, then you do not have any problems. If anyone tries to stress you out, kindly
Zyrielle's POVI plopped on the settee as she had suggested and smiled at the beautiful aging woman. She was a beau in her days I could tell from the length of her hair and the richness. Not a lot of people maintained such exquisite charm till this age. "Might I say before you begin that you are one of the most beautiful people I have come across in a long while," I said with a smile that could soften her up. She began to laugh at me, but I caught a pretty blush sitting on her cheeks as she probably thought of my words. "It's been long since anyone has called me beautiful. Thank you for being so sweet." She praised me yet her sadness took over instantly. I would never understand how someone as beautiful as this would be going through such pain, and no one would deem it fit to wipe it away. Why would they even act this way to her in the first place? She looked like a very sweet woman and that was why Rain respected her. "Do not pick up my son's mannerisms. You are already dissectin
Rain's POV.The speed with which my mother jumped back told me exactly what had transpired between both of them. It simply meant that she was gossiping about me and was not even ashamed to do that. "Rain... I was only making your wife understand certain things about you, it wasn't like I was doing anything bad. Why do you look angry? I told your father that this was supposed to be a seamless dinner and the most eventful in a long while but what did he go ahead to do? Probably provoked you didn't he?" Her face turned grim and I started to feel bad for her. She didn't need to stress herself over something beyond her control. My father's actions were only due to what he had heard about my wife and I didn't give two cents about it. His countenance wasn't going to change how I felt about her not even in the least. I wasn't also going to tell them how Cheryl had cornered me in the kitchen just a few minutes ago when I went to look for Zyrielle. "Why are both of you hiding in here when yo
Zyrielle's POV.I grinned in self-satisfaction after Rain had finished plowing through my field."I hope your family does not get a whiff of this because I would be so embarrassed." I smiled at him before buttoning my shirt. This family was perceptive so I was sure that they would know. Yet, I was also learning from him not to care about people's opinions as long as it was not hurting anyone and I had a clear conscience. "That was explosive... I would like to try that again someday." He threw me a casual wink before walking towards me in a predatory mode and licking his lips like he was seeing his last meal. "You are incorrigible. Didn't you just have your fill a few minutes ago?" I demanded from him. He's snorted. "That was then, I want you now. What do you say? We go another round and see what we can come up with?" He said suggestively before unbuttoning my shirt.He stroke the top of my boobs, causing me to have a weird sensation running through my entire body. I had never felt
Zyrielle's POV. Sheer gold overlaid the necklace and my focus remained on the item. I have never seen anything like this in my entire life, and quite frankly, I was amazed. "This is too expensive. You cannot expect me to take this from you. How do I even start? People would want to rob me on the way." I said all in a rush. He snorted at my complaints and shook his head dismissively. "You should be more happy that you have something tangible going on for you. I do not care about what anyone says about how much gold I am gifting to my wife. You have never asked me for something and the one minute I want to give you stuff, you are worried about what people are going to say? Sometimes I wonder if I should be worried about you." He said, quickly contorting into anger. "I didn't mean that I did not appreciate it. It's just too darn expensive and I fear that on one of my trips to the doctor, I could be waylaid, you know?" I replied and he shook his head. "These people are inconsequentia
Zyrielle's POV.This was the most ridiculous excuse I had heard in my entire life, but how could I even fault her for stating the obvious and trying to deflect from her mistake? It would have been better if she had just admitted to waiting instead of trying to take people for a fool. She didn't realize that this family didn't spare anyone. As long as they knew the truth, they were going to be singing at the top of their voices without caring how anyone felt. "Please spare me the excuses, Cheryl. You didn't cook this the appropriate way don't try to blame anyone for your mishaps. We have to order something else or everyone goes to dinner hungry. Most of us refused to eat because without grandma was going to help with dinner as usual." The lady fired at Cheryl, who looked like she wanted to enter into the ground. Her lovely partner refused to act like he even saw what was happening to her. This couldn't be Rain. He would have shut them up instantly, but I guess it was their loss, not
Zyrielle's POV.I followed Marcus into his study while gazing around and hoping that he was not about to lambast me over something I didn't do. "Have a seat." He instructed which I obeyed instantly. He gave off this principal vibe which made everyone who came in contact with him automatically feel sober. My eyes were automatically fixated on him waiting to see his next action. Rain had gone to answer the door, probably for the person who was invited. "You might be wondering why I called you here. It is simply because I want to talk to you about something very important to me, and I hope you won't stop me." He said. I didn't know what to expect so I maintained a calm composure, watching carefully to hear his side of things. "I have no expectations so you are safe, sir," I replied before sitting. "I want to know what your intentions are for my son. You were once married to my grandson, and all of a sudden, you switched sides towards him. I know that you might probably not see past
Zyrielle's POV.The conversation died a natural death when he realized that he couldn't do anything to make me bow to his whims. Marcus had nothing on me so I was not going to give him the power to walk over me. "Glad to see that you can stand up for yourself. I felt my son was going to marry another spineless lady who would, for the fear of not offending me, take whatever I said into consideration. That would have been the perfect red flag and I would have disqualified her instantly." He turned it around I smiled at his brainy attempt but was not going to take it seriously anymore. Some people refused to give respect simply because they felt they were better than others, and it was my duty to teach them that even if sometimes things were true, they still had to learn how to deal with every kind of person, no matter their background. I wasn't going to prove that I gave my company over to Lucas because Lucas was even doing a poor job of handling it. It was doing better under my contr