Chapter 89

"Diane, why do you think that? Don't worry, no one will look down on him," Felicia said, smiling awkwardly. Her ultimate goal was to trick Diane and Severin into moving back home.

"That's right! We're a family. Family sticks together!" Judith smiled. Although she worried Felicia would trouble Severin, she hoped Diane would reconcile with her parents.

Severin was touched by Diane's words. "Honey, you don't have to worry about my feelings. They're your family. I'll try to avoid any conflicts."

Diane nodded. "Dad, Mom. Grandma treated me cruelly. She refused to listen, even when I begged her. I told her I'd leave after the baby was born and I'd rested. She disagreed, shouted at me, and only accepted me if I had an abortion. She forced me out of my own house!"

Determined, she continued, "Mom, I can't get past this hurt. She kicked me out. I won't go back unless she personally invites me!"

"Was she really that heartless?" Severin asked. Hearing Diane, he understood why she didn't want to return. Her grandmother had been cruel. If Diane hadn't insisted on keeping the baby, Selene would never have been born.

He thought for a moment and nodded. "Diane, you're right. We should stand our ground. She shouldn't treat you like trash, kicking you out and expecting you to return on her terms. People would look down on us if we let them do this!"

Felicia was furious. Standing up, she glared at Diane. "Diane Sanahan! What are you thinking? Don't you know Grandma has a big ego? Do you think she'll swallow her pride and personally ask you home?"

"Diane, just accept their offer. Do you really think what you're asking for is possible? Besides, Dad and Mom came to pick you up—isn't that enough? Please, let's move back, alright?"

Diane's eyes were firm. "I'm married to Severin. He's my husband. I'll follow him wherever he goes and whatever he decides. I don't want him to be a live-in son-in-law. Your daughter—me—is married to him. If the family accepts us, I'll bring Severin and Selene to visit."

Felicia shook with rage, pointing at Severin. "Follow him wherever he goes? What are you thinking, Diane? Are you out of your mind? Think how miserable you were because of him. Now you're afraid he'll be miserable? Haha. Diane, my dear, are you too kind?"

Megan was also disappointed. "I agree! Diane, are you sure you're married? Did he give us a dowry? Not a cent! Did he throw you a wedding? No! Do you really think you're married? I don't understand how you'd dare say that!"

She continued, arms crossed contemptuously, "What's wrong with him suffering a little living with our family? It's nothing compared to what you suffered!"

Felicia agreed, "That's right! He did nothing for you. Edward offered a million-dollar dowry and promised the most lavish wedding in the city to make our family proud. That's marriage, okay?"

Diane was hurt. The wedding was a scar, a regret. She hadn't expected her mother and sister to cruelly reopen that wound.

"That's enough!" Tears streamed down her face. She screamed, "I'm a grown woman! None of you have cared about me for years. I'm with him, and you have no say!"

Severin pulled her into his arms. With a serious expression, he looked at Felicia and Megan. "Edward Horsefields? Who does he think he is? A million-dollar dowry? I'll give $7,500,000! And a wedding? I'll throw Diane the grandest, most luxurious wedding this city has ever seen. I'll show you all she married the right man. She's my wife, and I'll marry her spectacularly!"

"Haha. Anyone can bluff," Felicia scoffed. "You said that in the hotel, and now you're bluffing again—a bigger one this time! Seven million dollars? Are you sure?"

"Severin! What are you talking about? Where would you get seven million dollars?" Judith asked.