Sister’s opposition
“I am pretty sure we all didn’t gather here because of Aria’s father right?” They all heard Eva’s voice ask, which was certainly very weird for her to interface in such matters.
Naturally, they were so shocked about the show that had occured before them, and heated words that Aria had exchanged with her father.
It made them realize that she was not in any way joking, and was ready to really thrash at anyone that would treat her like trash. Worst of all was that Dalton had her back. He watched her leave his presence and didn’t do anything.
‘Was there anything that they didn’t know and no one was telling them?’
Quickly, the two sisters organized themselves and took their seats apart from each other, while the mother who was looking so gloomy and really angry cared less.
She had called all of them and told them different things, which were reasons why they were all back at the mansion in a few days without any question.
Ellen had secretly implored her mother to make sure Emma doesn’t get married to Damon, and when Eleanor asked reasons why she just shunned giving her a reply.
Emma had taken the issue to Dalton and cried so much to her brother’s ears, who had to intervene and tell his mother to let her go regardless of who the guy was.
Aria’s issue had taken over his head and eaten him up, that he could not even be so focused on the so-called guy his sister wanted to marry.
Eleanor tried to run a background check on Damon a few times, but it was not easy because he wasn’t living in America and was also a traveler.
It gave the mother so many doubts especially for the fact that he wasn’t so wealthy, but she decided to use her daughters to achieve what she wanted. She was the real bad bitch.
“I heard that you have told your mother that you are not in support of my marriage to Damon. Why are you being like this to me, Ellen?” Emma asked her sister, who turned to their mother with a stern face that expressed her disappointment for telling her.
“It isn’t like I do not want you to get married to him, but I just do not think he is the right guy for you. Weighing the pros and cons, I think you need someone better,” Ellen tried to be as calm as she could, so that her statement wouldn’t sound too possessive like she knew something. However, her kid sister wasn’t having it.
“You do not have to be like mum in every way and manner of reasoning. You could just be a supportive sister and convince mother on my behalf. I mean, isn’t that what sisters do? Have their backs?” Emma’s voice was now becoming tensed up, which made them realize that she only became like that whenever it came to Damon.
Ellen could have sworn at her sister for being a fool over a girl, right before her face to just end everything once and for all. But she had a reputation to keep, and she certainly was not doing anything rash for her sister at the expense of her image. She wasn’t having it any longer.
“I’m not being calm any longer, Emma. Do not get married to that guy, and just find a better person. And I also mean so not go snitching our personal family conversation to him too. Because it seems like this love has gotten your head out of its right place,” Ellen said with sarcasm and frowned, so furious at everything wrong that seemed to be going on in her life.
She was still in love with Damon too but she knew pushing for it would mean despise and disgust. There was no way she would lower herself all because of a man, who could just get to the ladies in her family however he liked because of money.
“I love that guy and you need to see it. You probably don’t know the feeling because you have chosen to be so apathetic like mum.”
“And knowing the feelings has made you become dumb and dumb by the day,” Ellen blew hot at her sister, when she realized that calm words would not fix the situation.
And she could also not take any actions too. For everything to go smoothly she would need her brother’s help, and there was no way she was watching her dirty linen before him.
“It is better if you know the right things to do, and the right person to love. He is not high up to our league so you cannot marry him, and there is a high probability too that he is after your money. Do you not think?!”
Watching the two sisters exchange words against their choices, made Eleanor so glad that Ellen was still supporting her own decision in times like that.
It was more than enough for her because Eva would never have to say or contribute. She was just sitting there like a constant and disinterested in the whole discussion.
“I do not care, single sis. The feeling is mutual. Can you get out of my business and start getting your own life too. I just hope whoever it is that you will bring home, would be up to the highest of highest standards that our never satisfying mummy wants,” Emma said, not even realizing herself that she was exhibiting every form of sarcasm.
“And I’m leaving the table. Like I am leaving the issues about your marriage with him. We are never doing that union,” Ellen persisted, and made her way out of the second living room that was up the second stairs in the huge mansion.
She could not allow the tears that she was struggling to hide, show in any form of way to her family. It would be too pathetic to watch, even if they wouldn’t know why she was like that.
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Emma had returned back to her personal suite that day, because of her sister who was now making the situation more worse for her than her mother.
She had also invited Damon and called him over, so that she could feel better and something different from the inexpressible rage that was consuming through her.
They are both sitting on the king-sized bed that was on the large suite, with his right hand cuddling her little body into his own safe space.
He knew that she loved him so much and was ready to go against her family, that even the news of Damon being unperturbed about both of them delighted him.
He was able to overcome the sudden issue with Ellen and finally shut her up for good, and even with the new shock that Dalton was her elder brother had been solved because he was not really interested in opposition except the mother. His only bother, mind quavering issue and concern was Aria. He was really bothered.
‘What was she doing in the mansion? And how was it that everyone in the Millers mansion almost made him lost in breath in one evening of visitation?’
“About that lady that we saw climbing the stairs that day at your house. The one who didn’t seem to be concerned about everything we did that day?” Damon asked so meticulously, like he was just asking her out of pure curiosity.
“You mean Aria? She is Dalton’s wife,” Emma replied nonchalantly, which had Damon shocked about the new information.
‘How could Aria be Dalton’s wife? Like the billionaire’s wife? Of the greatest family? Was she kidding him?’
“Why does she seem to not care about anyone? Does she not like me too?” Damon inquired again while trying to play a victim, so it would not sound like he was asking too much about the sacred family.
“I’m sure she doesn’t know you. I don’t know. She doesn’t like anyone and just does her own business,” Emma shrugged, and immediately turned to him so he would not ask any further questions.
Emma really would not like him asking questions like why Aria didn’t like anyone, because that would mean she had to talk too much about how filthy her family was towards her.
It would be an explanation she would never even want to speak with her lips to him, to avoid showing her terrible family was in their own personal space.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.
As much as she loved Damon and wanted for him to be part of her wealthy family, she would keep every past thing a distance from his hearing.
Dalton would never take it lightly, if there was any faltering from the family members regardless of what they did.
“Next week is your mother’s birthday party, right? I will come,” Damon said and smiled, making Emma so bewildered by what she was hearing. He had told her initially that he would be busy.
“You will really come? I thought you were avoiding my mother and everyone. Are you for real?” Emma sounded really excited as she gave him a quick peck on the cheeks.
“Yes, I will,” A grin tugged at his lips.