(Ethan's POV)
I looked at my parents' faces as I became speechless seeing them glaring at me.
"Fine. If that's what you and Mom want," I replied, feeling my body perspiring, and my mother smiled as her gaze softened.
"Don't worry, Ethan. I know that you're scared of women, but Freya is a nice woman. She will not scam you or defraud you. She will make a good wife," Mom said, and my hold on my teacup tightened.
Angelina chimed in with her excited voice as she said, "Yes, Brother. Freya is a good lady. You should take her seriously. She is my best friend too."
"Ugh. Fine. Can I go and see Grandma? I have some things to do, and I don't want to waste my entire day discussing Freya," I said, as I finished my tea and set my teacup down to leave the dining room.
Rising to my feet, my mother
