Sure enough, after hearing this, Yara immediately glared at Jacob. However, when she turned back to Wilson, her expression softened again.
âAlright then, Iâll have Yvette see you off!â
âMom, I donât think-â.
Before Jacob could finish his protest, Yara cut him off, âWhat you think doesnât matter; itâs settled!â
Watching Jacob looking defeated, Samuel, standing to the side, almost couldnât hold back a laugh.
Wilson had a real knack for charming his future motherâinâlaw. Handling matters with Yvette was indeed more efficient this way.
Clearly, in the Murray family, Jacob and his brothers were at the bottom of the hierarchy!
âYvette, send off Wilson for me!â
Yvette naturally wouldnât refuse. She nodded obediently and walked out of the Murray Manor with Wilson at her side.
Watching their retreating figures, Yara couldnât help but feel that Yvette and Wilson were a perfect match. Look at how wellâmatched Yvie and Wilson are,â she said, sounding pleased. âWhy are you so hostile toward him?â
Jacob sneered and said through gritted teeth, âAn old man chasing a young girl. How shameless!â
Yara was left speechless, her lips twitching.
Age was indeed a significant issue, but aside from being slightly older than Yvette, Wilson had almost no other flaws!
âHmph, Jacob, remember what you said. Youâd better not do anything like that in the future, or Iâll laugh at you!â
âOf course I wonât!â Jacob replied firmly and decisively.
Seeing his resolute expression, Yara couldnât help but say, âLetâs not forget that even if I donât agree to cancel the engagement now, Martha would never agree to it either. She has already said that either Yvette fulfills the marriage contract or you do!â
At this point, Yara paused and gave him an amused look. âJacob, do you want to get married instead?â
âMom, donât disgust me.â
Jacobâs handsome face instantly darkened.
Yara chuckled to herself and followed him out the door, secretly trailing behind him.
11 Outside the manor, Yvette looked at the man who was still holding her hand tightly and reminded him, â Weâve arrived; you should go now. You can let go of my hand.â
âMy fiancée is really so heartlessâ¦â
Wilsonâs voice was already pleasant to the ears, and now he dragged out his words, making it even more sweet and charming.
âYvie, youâre not even a bit reluctant to part with me?â
212 Meeting his deeply affectionate gaze, Yvetteâs heart skipped a beat. However, she quickly recovered, pursing her lips and speaking with a hint of pride, âNo.â
Wilson chuckled softly, his strong hands holding her slender waist, pulling Yvette close, his deep, magnetic voice especially alluring. âBut Iâm very reluctant to part with my fiancéeâ¦â
âIâll cut off his damn hands!â
Seeing Irwin fuming and ready to charge, Yara quickly grabbed him. âAlright, alright, didnât you hold me like that when we were dating? Why are you so upset?â
Irwinâs anger instantly dissipated as he raised his hand to cover his mouth and lightly coughed to hide his embarrassment.
âHmph!â Yara rolled her eyes at him. âI wish I had let my dad cut off your damn hands back then!â