Without waiting for anyone's reaction, she grabbed the elegant lady by the arm and stormed off, fuming.
Paul Allen looked like he wanted to vanish into thin air. He shot a timid glance at Ronald Wright.
Ronald’s handsome face turned icy in an instant. His brows drew together as he looked at me.
"She doesn’t get to decide for me."
"Obviously. Who could possibly tell you what to do?" If it hadn’t been for Old Mr. Wright threatening with his life—and Ronald himself picking me out—I wouldn’t have married him. Sure, he respects his elders, but when it comes to how he lives his life? Unless he wants it, no one gets a say.
I let out a soft snort. "Your mom’s really something, huh? Talking like I’m dying to marry into the Wright family again."
"Even if she begged me in tears, I
