Jane and Wendy were so happy that they really wanted to clap their hands.
Celia was so powerful that she taught the two of them a lesson without saying a dirty word.
But even so, it was still difficult to dispel their anger in the bottom of their hearts. After all, it was Jade's family who disturbed their originally calm life for their own benefit. They deserved it!
"Celia, what do you want me and your uncle to do? It's our fault that we didn't get your and your mother's consent when we fixed this marriage, but we didn't mean to hurt you. We're doing it for your own good. It's not settle yet, isn't it? You haven't married yet, and there's still room for manoeuvre. Don't be angry, okay? Don't be so mean to me and your uncle, okay!"
Seeing that neither hard nor soft tactics worked, Jade had no choice but to beg. She sounded like she was about to cry.
"No, don't be lik
hey haven't arrived yet. How about I call them and ask them to drive faster? So they wouldn't be late for their wedding."
The more anxious and scared they were, the more happier Celia became. They treasured their daughter, didn't they? If their daughter was destroyed, she didn't know if they would feel a little guilty. If they hadn't plotted against her, they wouldn't have ended up like that.
"No, please don't call them. Celia, please. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have wanted you to marry such an old man for the sake of my family. It's my fault. I won't let you marry him. I won't let you marry him. Please call them to drive the car back. Please!"
At this time, Jade cried bitterly and slowly knelt down.
"Gordon, what about you? Don't you want to say something? Don't you love your daughter very much?"
Gordon clenched his fists, wishing to punch through the door.