"You..."
Willow Grant felt a mix of embarrassnt, anger, and grievance. She even wanted to scream and ask Damian Knight why he would rather like a country girl and not even glance at her.
But this was Damian Knight, and she knew very well that if she did that, there would be no possibility for her with Damian Knight anymore.
A perfect man like Damian Knight wouldn’t like to be questioned or contradicted.
After thinking it over, Willow Grant, despite her unwillingness and anger, could only admit her mistake.
In the lightest voice possible, she said, "I will explain everything clearly to Mrs. Stone."
"Very well." Damian Knight nodded and said, "It seems you’re not entirely foolish and have made the right choice."
Willow Grant bit her lip hard, trying her best to suppress all her emotions for the mont.
Then, she heard Damian Knight continue, "Such things should not happen again. I have no patience. Also, find a way to move out soon. I will not marry you, and I hope you realize that sooner rather than later. Otherwise, when I can’t take it anymore and kick you out, you’ll not only lose face for yourself but for the Grant Family too."
After saying this, Damian Knight didn’t wait for Willow Grant’s response and left directly.
He wasn’t negotiating with Willow Grant; he was ordering her.
At this mont, Damian Knight also felt a bit annoyed for not making things clearer with Willow Grant sooner, but he had thought Susan Stone found her novel for the mont and that her critical eye would have driven Willow Grant away on its own without him saying anything.
Unexpectedly, Willow Grant had stayed until now.
In this way, it seed Willow Grant was really quite liked by his mom, but he was the one marrying a wife, not his mother. Moreover, he already had a wife.
His marriage was simple: no divorce, only widowhood.
As for Willow Grant, she should just stay out of the way.
Always impatient,
In the sweltering sumr sun, Willow Grant felt cold, so cold that she trembled all over.
A few seconds later, Willow Grant could no longer withstand the ntal breakdown and squatted down, crying bitterly.
She really didn’t understand why she was inferior to Sumr Monroe, why Damian Knight denied her so decisively, without giving her even a sliver of a chance.
After crying for a long while, Willow Grant gradually cald down.
Her eyes beca cold, with a sharp light in them like a knife’s edge.
It was too late.
It was too late for Damian Knight to say that now.
She was already trapped.
Not just trapped by Damian Knight, unable to let him go, but also because of the Knight Family’s influence, she was unsatisfied with her current state.
No matter what Damian Knight said or how determined he was, she had to try again!
Even if it was Damian Knight she married, and not Mrs. Stone, as long as Mrs. Stone liked her, it was enough.
She would rather marry into the Knight Family and not receive Damian Knight’s full heart, as long as she could beco Mrs. Knight.
And Sumr Monroe absolutely couldn’t occupy that position!
Willow Grant wiped the tears off her face expressionlessly and then walked resolutely toward the grand hall.
Damian Knight must be hers, and only hers.
Whoever tried to take him from her, she wouldn’t let them off!
...
When Damian Knight reached the school gate, he glanced around and then accurately walked into the daily necessities store opposite the gate.
The store clerk, upon seeing Damian Knight’s face, was imdiately stunned, her eyes wide in shock.
"Young Master Knight..."
In Crestfall, it was not surprising for soone to recognize him.
Damian Knight responded courteously with a "Mm," then asked, "Excuse , where are the won’s products?"
The store clerk was taken aback, then asked in confusion, "What kind of won’s products?"
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