Chapter 180 How Does He Have the Nerve to Come Here?
Chapter 180 How Does He Have the Nerve to Come Here?
"Mrs. Marigold, Mr. Alaric Junior has arrived with Stellan Storm." Joe rushed in to report, looking quite flustered.
"I know," Marigold, feeling extremely irritated, cursed, "This bitch really knows how to cause trouble, actually showing up at my home."
"What should we do, Mrs. Marigold?"
"Since she is still unaware, we absolutely cannot let her see me with Caspian. Quickly have someone take Caspian out through the back door and escort him to the Knight family manor."
"Understood, Mrs. Marigold."
Harry happened to be on break at that moment. He was about to go to the bathroom, when he saw Liona and Joe rushing in.
"Mr. Knight Junior, there won't be any classes for now. We need to take you to the Knight family manor."
"To the Knight family manor, which is grandma's house. I'm not going," Harry protested.
"Mr. Knight Junior, you must go," Liona said firmly, lifting him up. However, Harry's backside was still not fully healed, so any struggle would cause him pain, forcing him to give up.
"What's going on? Is the Knight family bankrupt, and creditors came, so you need to sneak me out through the back?"
Typically, in TV dramas, when creditors came, children were taken out through the back door.
Liona explained, "The Knight family isn't bankrupt. This is Mrs. Marigold's arrangement. You must return to the Knight family manor."
The car was ready at the back door. Liona carried Harry into the car, and it sped away.
Confused, Harry was left with many questions in his mind.
"Mrs. Marigold, Mr. Knight Junior has been sent off."
"Good," Marigold sighed heavily, then quickly instructed Joe, "Stellan Storm knows you, don't go out. Hurry and have a servant send her and Alaric away, saying I'm not available."
"Understood, Mrs. Marigold."
Marigold hurried back to her bedroom upstairs and locked the door.
"Mr. Alaric Junior, Mrs. Marigold feels unwell today and doesn't want to see anyone," the servant informed Alaric and Galatea at the entrance.
"She sounded so assertive on the phone earlier. How would she suddenly feel unwell?" Alaric grew angry, upon hearing that Marigold intentionally avoided meeting them. "My future wife is here, and she's avoiding her. Where is my mother now?"
Alaric was quite upset, and the servant feared his persistence, explaining. "It's true that Mrs. Marigold is unwell. Mr. Alaric Junior, please come another day."
"This is my house!" Alaric was about to go upstairs to find her, but the servant tried to stop him. Galatea intervened in a hurry.
"Alaric, don't do this," Galatea whispered softly, "Your mother didn't want to see me in the first place. If you force your way in, she'll be even more unwilling."
Galatea was very upset with Alaric's phone call just now. Instead of having a proper conversation with Marigold, Alaric just bluntly informed her.
It was clearly unfavorable to her, and now, Marigold truly refused to see her!
"I'm sorry for not informing you in advance. It's not the right time. Could you please explain to Mrs. Marigold for me?" Galatea politely explained to the servant.
After her explanation, Galatea tugged Alaric's arm and said, "Shall we go?"
She was already unwelcome here, but Alaric, still angry, told Galatea, "Wait for me here."
Ignoring the servant's attempts to stop him, Alaric went straight upstairs to Marigold's room, only to find the door locked.
When Alaric attempted to barge in, Marigold scolded angrily. "What are you doing? Do you want to break down the door? I said I'm unwell and resting!"
Since he couldn't enter, Alaric stood outside and spoke.
"Mom, if you're really unwell, I won't say more. Galatea is your future daughter-in-law. This is her first visit, and as an elder, is it appropriate to avoid meeting her ?"
Future daughter-in-law.
Upon hearing those words, Marigold became furious. She hadn't even agreed to let Galatea in, yet she was already considered her future daughter-in-law.
But with Galatea downstairs now, Marigold didn't want to argue with Alaric and reveal herself.
She retorted, "I already said I'm unwell! You suddenly show up without even greeting me, and it's my fault?"
"Fine, when you're feeling better, call me, and I'll bring Galatea over another time." Alaric didn't want to say more unnecessary words and turned to leave.
He then took Galatea, walked out of the hall in big strides, and got her into the car.
This was the second time Galatea hadn't been able to see Marigold. Marigold's attitude was crystal clear.
Alaric comforted, "Galatea, don't worry. My mom is like this. She is used to doing things her own way, never considering others' feelings."
"Don't say that. It's also my fault for not visiting earlier and coming so suddenly this time." Galatea quickly responded.
"It's not your fault. You don't need to blame yourself." Alaric was truly angry about Marigold avoiding meeting Galatea.
"You're still not well now, so don't be angry." Seeing Alaric upset, Galatea quickly tried to calm him down.
Alaric forced a smile at her and said, "I'm not angry, no need to be. And don't worry about it. With me here, you don't have to care about others."
"Got it." Although Galatea couldn't completely care, she nodded to reassure Alaric.
"Let's go back to the company. Even though you're not experiencing side effects now, you have to get an injection again the day after tomorrow. You need to rest."
"I've been lying down for two days already. If I lie down any longer, I'll feel even more uncomfortable," Alaric joked. "Since you couldn't meet my mom, let's go visit my in-laws. Are their graves together?"
"You want to go to the cemetery?"
"Don't you want your parents, Barbara and Brennan, to meet their son-in-law?" If her parents were alive, they would probably approve of Alaric.
"Alright, I'll take you to see them."
Galatea led the way and brought Alaric to the cemetery. When they arrived at Barbara and Brennan's graves, they were surprised to find fresh flowers placed there.
Moreover, the flowers were still fresh, indicating that someone had visited today. With no one left in the Storm family except Galatea, who else could it be?
"Excuse me, have you seen anyone come to this grave today?" Galatea asked the cemetery cleaning lady.
"I did. It was a young man, very spirited and well-dressed. He stood here for a long time and even gave me some money, asking me to clean more when no one else came. Very respectful."
A young man.
Ambrose, how dared he come!
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