Chapter 1442
When Love Comes Late
Unfazed and firm, Neville wrapped an arm around Miley, declaring, âMiley is my girlfriend.
My mind is made up.
I stand by her regardless of the circumstances.
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âYou-â Amya, on the brink of an outburst, was subtly restrained by Hurley, who signaled with a wink that cooler heads should prevail.
Grasping his intent, Amya swallowed her anger, her tone rigid as she turned to Miley.
âWould you care to join us for dinner?â
The sudden shift in Amyaâs demeanor left Miley and Neville bewildered, unsure of how to react.
Silence hung between them until Amya reiterated, âWeâre here for Neville, and weâve already made dinner arrangements.
If itâs alright with you, Miley, letâs dine together.
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Neville sensed his mother was attempting to reach a compromise.
He turned to Miley, gauging her willingness.
âWould you like to join them? If youâre not up for it, we can meet my parents another time.
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Amya struggled to keep her composure, barely containing her fury.
Miley took a moment before she nodded in agreement.
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Being back with Neville meant facing his family eventually.
She saw no point in stirring conflicts with his mother right away.
They arrived at an upscale restaurant and were seated.
As the waiter presented the menus, Amya gave Miley a loaded glance before speaking.
âMiley, are you certain you wish to remain here?â
Puzzled, Miley responded, âI donât follow.
What are you implying?â
With a scoff, Amya revealed, âI thought you should know, weâve introduced Neville to someone, and sheâll be joining us shortly.
Youâre welcome to stay, but just know, we wonât be the ones left embarrassed.
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Nevilleâs patience snapped at his motherâs insinuations.
âWhat are you getting at, Mom? Another girl?â
His intention had been to use the dinner as an opportunity to affirm his commitment to Miley, not to be blindsided by his motherâs schemes.
Amya met his outburst with a cold indifference.
âIsnât it obvious?
Your father and I cannot accept her.
Youâre expected to marry someone of our standing.
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Her gaze shifted to Miley, dripping with scorn.
âAnd she will never be welcomed into the Pierce family.
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Mileyâs lips quivered as she felt a rush of emotion, her complexion turning ashen.
In a swift motion, she tossed the menu onto the table, grabbed her purse, and made to leave.
Neville caught her wrist, pulling himself up to halt her departure.
He fixed a determined gaze on his mother.
âMom, thereâs something you need to grasp.
Choosing Miley was my decision, and it wasnât made to seek your approval.
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