If the marshal's residence publicly reneged on the marriage, would this father-daughter duo be able to swallow their pride?!
She didn't believe it!
"Go have dinner; you don't need to worry about this matter." Walter Schmidt raised an eyebrow, signaling her to go to the dining room.
Fiona Schmidt pouted, squinting at Emma Benson with a light snort, "Humph, if I don't care, I don't care. Do you think I want to care?!"
After she spoke, she turned and went upstairs, not in the mood for dinner.
Emma Benson could tell that Fiona was repulsed by her, but she wasn't angry, understanding that Fiona was unaware of the difficulties she faced in getting married. If she knew, with her clear-cut nature of loving and hating, she certainly wouldn't act like this anymore.
"Fiona isn't deliberately targeting you," Walter said as he saw her staring at the staircase, speaking out to explain, for fear that she would be unhappy.
