Love at the Wrong Table - Season 2 Episode 93

As the group entered the main hall, they were greeted by a delightful aroma.

“Aunt Alessandra, are you making soup? It smells amazing! Can I have a bowl

please?” Jamison’s mouth watered immediately.

Alessandra hesitated for a moment.

She made the soup for her daughter-in–law. If she served everyone a bowl,

her daughter–in–law would be left without any to drink when she returned

home.

Furthermore, she was well aware that her daughter–in–law had a busy

schedule. The fact that she could spare an hour or two to be there was

already a gesture of kindness. What if they finish the soup, and I don’t have

enough time to make more for my daughter–in–law?

“What’s wrong? Can’t you serve my grandson a bowl of soup? Do you not

think of us as your family?” Upon noticing Alessandra’s silence, Hermann

directed a stern gaze at her, his face reflecting his disapproval.

“No, no, no. It’s not like that,” Alessandra stammered, her body trembling in

fear of her father’s disapproval.

Undeterred by the old–fashioned and patriarchal mentality of Hermann,

Roselynn fearlessly stood her ground. With a cold expression, she retorted,

“My mom prepared the soup specifically for my brother and his wife, so

there’s no extra for you! What exactly do you want?”

“What? Manny is married?” her grandmother exclaimed.

Hermann’s family, too, was taken aback.

Hermann even raised his voice. “Well, well, it seems you don’t consider us as

family at all! Alessandra Cadigan, you’re such an ungrateful daughter. Your

son got married, yet you didn’t even bother to invite us to the wedding. You’re

such a heartless woman!”

Filled with grievances, Alessandra wanted to explain to him, but before she

could do so, Roselynn stepped in.

She said to Hermann, “How dare you scold my mom? She’s heartless? You

people are the heartless ones! Ever since my mother married my father ten

years ago, you have never visited her, not even once. When my father

passed away, you didn’t even bother to come and offer your condolences.

When my mother underwent surgery, you didn’t show any concern. You even

withheld her share of the village dividends, regardless of her well–being or

struggles! Since you’d never appeared on any of the occasions above, you

expect us to invite you to Manny’s wedding?”

The lengthy speech rendered Hermann speechless, and all he could do was

glare at her in response.

“All right, Grandpa. We didn’t come here to argue about this,” Henrietta

interjected.

Although she did not like this family either, she was still a member of the

Cadigan family. Now that the online backlash had also affected her, she

knew she had to find a solution, even if it was for her own sake.

While her relationship with Roselynn was relatively better compared to the

other family members, interactions with Roselynn were still filled with hostility

and tension. Roselynn was known for her strong–willed nature and was not

easily swayed by others. Engaging in a direct confrontation with her would

not be a wise choice.

“Roselynn, we’re here to beg you to remove the posts on the internet!”

Henrietta pleaded in a soft tone, “I understand it was my brother’s fault, but

he’s still young. Can you please forgive him?”

Roselynn let out a cold snort. “Young? He’s already eighteen years old. He’s

legally accountable for his actions!”

She was not prepared to let them off so easily, especially considering that

none of these men had shown any willingness to apologize.

“Roselynn, this is how you want to play, huh?” Jamison expressed his disdain

upon hearing that.

“You step aside, Jamison,” Henrietta stopped him from talking.

Despite the anger on Hermann’s face, he chose to remain silent. They had

previously agreed that their intention was to resolve the issue peacefully, so

at this stage, they entrusted Henrietta with the task of handling the situation.

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However, if Roselynn refused to cooperate, they were prepared to resort to

more forceful measures.

“Jamison, apologize to Roselynn and promise her you’ll not repeat such

behavior!” Henrietta ordered.

Jamison shot daggers at Roselynn. With his grandfather and father staying

silent, he grudgingly muttered, “I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry? Sorry for what?” Roselynn asked indifferently.

“Roselynn, it was not right for Jamison to twist the truth and cause harm to

you all…” Henrietta said.

“Keep quiet, Henrietta. Let him speak for himself!” Roselynn was actually

willing to let bygones be bygones.

If they genuinely acknowledged their mistakes and offered a sincere

apology, she would consider deleting the posts.

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However, Jamison felt that Roselynn was deliberately trying to show off her

power and immediately started hurling insults at her. “Roselynn Lowe, you’re

taking advantage of the situation! Who do you think you are? You’re just a

vicious woman that no man wants to marry. I bet you’re destined to be an

old hag for the rest of your life!”

Boom!

Roselynn’s anger was instantly ignited by his response.

Her mother’s sufferings had deeply impacted her, leaving a lasting

impression and fostering a strong resentment toward those who belittled or

disrespected women within her.

Yet, every word uttered by Jamison revealed his contempt for her and his

utter disregard for women. I won’t allow him to get away with it so easily!

“Watch your language, Jamison!” Henrietta stepped in to stop him.

Suddenly, Hermann interjected, “Oh, shut up, Henrietta!”

He had reached his limit and would not allow Roselynn to trample all over

them.

Emerson, too, directed his finger at Roselynn and issued a direct threat.

“Roselynn, let’s not waste each other’s time. Are you going to delete the posts

or not?”

“Heck no!” Roselynn, unfazed by the situation, responded firmly and

decisively.

“F*ck! If you refuse to delete them, I’ll tear down your house right now!”

Emerson’s face turned red with anger as he let out a roar. Being someone

with a history of violence, he was prepared to roll up his sleeves and

physically assault her.

“Go ahead, if you have the guts! I’ll ensure you end up behind bars!” Roselynn

defiantly stood her ground. If he dares to smash our house, I’ll report him to

the cops!

“D*mn it, you’re just testing my patience!” Emerson, never known for his

virtuous nature, seized a chair with malicious intent, preparing to hurl it at

Roselynn.

“No! Stop, Emerson!” Alessandra quickly reached out to stop him but to no

avail.

With a powerful force, Emerson shoved Alessandra aside, causing her to

stumble and fall to the ground.

Alessandra, already in fragile health, almost suffered a life–threatening injury

from the fall.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Emerson and his friends started smashing things in the living hall.

Jamison, driven by rage, quickly made his way to the kitchen. With a

malicious sneer on his face, he said, “So you think you can deny us the soup?

Well, then none of you will get to taste it, d*mn it!”

Clang!

He forcefully kicked over the pot of soup.

Alessandra quickly got up from the floor upon hearing the sound. She hurried

into the kitchen, her face filled with worry.

The soup that she made for her daughter–in-law was spilled everywhere.

What am I going to do when Manny and Mackenzie come later?

“Mom, we’re home!” Right then, Emmanuel’s voice came from the door.

Emmanuel, full of excitement, walked into the house with Mackenzie by his

side.

However, his joy quickly turned into rage as he laid eyes upon the chaotic

scene before him. He ran into the living hall.

“What the h*ll do you think you’re doing?” His voice boomed like distant

thunder, leaving everyone present stunned.

Emerson and his men turned around, only to be taken aback by the intense

look in Emmanuel’s eyes.

“Manny, you’ve returned just in time. Show these thugs what they deserve.

Teach them a lesson! Beat them up!” Roselynn, who still had not recovered

from the shock, stood behind him.

Instead of immediately calling the police, she opted to make them pay the

price and unleash her frustration upon them.