The Secret Heir's Return to Wealth and Love novel Chapter 1644

After saying all that, Rosalynn took Wayne's hand and headed towards Erica.

Jacob just stood there, frozen.

Rosalynn's last question had hit him like a slap in the face.

He suddenly remembered the many times Erica looked at him with a face full of hurt and helplessness when she came back.

"Jacob, don't listen to their nonsense! If Erica really wants to marry Larkin, let her! She's not good enough for you anyway!" Mrs. Strand said angrily, clutching her chest.

Jacob looked at Mrs. Strand numbly, "Did you insult Erica's mother last time?"

Mrs. Strand was taken aback, "I...I was just stating facts, wasn't her mother a home-wrecker?"

Jacob felt a pang in his heart.

Faced with the stern faces of his elders, he suddenly felt his own behavior was ridiculously absurd.

He had once told Rosalynn confidently that he could leave these people. But when these people were really in front of him, he couldn't even say a harsh word.

In Jacob's mind, he saw Larkin protecting Erica firmly.

And then there was Orval, a member of Larkin's family. His attitude probably represented the attitude of the Carter family.

"It's me who's not good enough for Erica." Jacob's frail figure seemed to falter, his eyes red, he said slowly.

"Jacob..." Mrs. Strand had never seen him like this.

In her eyes, her son Jacob had always been the proudest person.

"You'll get what you want, but the old Jacob is gone." After saying this, Jacob looked in the direction where Erica had left.

"What are you apologizing for? You couldn't have stopped the Strand family from coming, could you?" Erica laughed, paused for a moment, then cheerfully said, "Besides, I slapped that old hag Mrs. Strand today. It felt so good!"

"Erica, you're really brave, but just imagine, your dark history is about to add another line – assaulting the elderly!" Orval sat on a bench nearby, looking amazed.

"Do I look scared?" Erica raised her head, looking fearless.

But the smug look on her face pulled on her injury. She winced, then gasped.

"Slow down!" Larkin hastily said.

"I'm fine..." Erica smiled at him.

"Your face is swollen." Larkin's anger had not subsided yet.