Feeling Charles’s reprimand crash over her, Yvonne’s heart twisted painfully.
“Dad, what more do you want from me?”
Her eyes were already brimming with tears.
“I’m your daughter. How can you treat me like this? I don’t want to marry someone I don’t like. Is that wrong?”
She pointed straight at Edwin. “We grew up together. I treated him like an older brother, and now he wants to marry me.
“Who on earth could accept something like that? And you both know who I like. Since I was a kid, haven’t I always chased after Lucas?”
Michelle quickly held her hand, signaling her to stop before she said something she would regret.
“Yvonne, I understand what you mean, but this isn’t the time to be stubborn.”
Her voice trembled as she spoke.
She couldn’t bear to watch her daughter being pushed toward a fire pit.
No mother on earth could stay calm while watching her child suffer.
Yvonne was their only daughter, which made their hearts ache even more.
No matter how they thought about it, the situation felt completely wrong.
Edwin hadn’t even been here long.
When he arrived, both Charles and Michelle were shocked.
They had barely asked why he had come when he marched in, sat himself down on the sofa as if he owned the place, full of arrogance.
Crossing one leg over the other, Edwin looked at them and said, “I only came here for one reason—to ask for her hand in marriage.”
Hearing that, Charles and Michelle exchanged stunned looks.
They even rubbed their ears, convinced they must have misheard.

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