In her eyes, Rosalynn was just a woman who had been raped by human traffickers.
Why were all the men surrounding her either wealthy or influential?
âNo,â Rosalynn responded casually.
Brylee scoffed, âIndeed, how could a man of such stature be interested in you?â
âBrylee!â Harlan interjected, his displeasure apparent.
Barlow, flashing a disarming smile, patted Harlan on the shoulder.
âA man should marry a virtuous wife.
I must say, your taste in women is terrible.
â
Flustered, Harlan quickly tried to defuse the situation.
âI apologize.
Brylee can be a bit headstrong at times.
â
Barlow quirked an eyebrow, replying, âBeauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Now, you may attend to your guests.
Rosalynn and I will mingle around here.
â
With that, Barlow casually draped his arm around Rosalynnâs shoulder and steered her to a different area.
Bryleeâs anger reached its boiling point as she watched Rosalynnâs and Barlowâs retreating figures, her face contorting with frustration.
âSeriously, whatâs with this guy and his arrogant attitude? I was feeling sorry for him, and now heâs taking a shot at me because of Rosalynn? I bet Rosalynn has been badmouthing me to him!â
A flicker of displeasure cast a shadow over Harlanâs face, revealing his growing annoyance.
âWhy do you always find fault in others? Rosalynn hasnât done anything to you!â
If it werenât for the fact that this was their wedding, he would want to break up with her.
Barlow was right-a man should marry a virtuous wife.
Brylee had been spoiled by her family since childhood.
Could she fulfill the role of a good wife?
âAre you saying she didnât provoke me? Youâve been staring at her ever since she arrived.
Harlan, have you been thinking about her?â Anger fueled Brylee as she snapped at Harlan accusingly.
A sense of restlessness overcame Harlan.
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âLook, I just miss her, okay? Are you still willing to marry me?â
Brylee was startled, her voice caught in her throat.
âHarlan, please understand that Iâm only complaining because I care about you.
Donât be mad at me, please.
â
Harlan let out a deep sigh as he observed Bryleeâs wounded expression.
âWell, enough of that.
I need to attend to the guests.
Take a break first.
The wedding is about to start.
â