Chapter 884:
I tightened my grip on the glass in my hand, glancing at the orange juice inside. If she dared to hit me, I’d pour the juice straight into her face!
Just then, a strong arm wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me into someone’s embrace. The force came so suddenly that I didn’t react in time and nearly stumbled. All my weight fell onto that person.
Panicking, I looked up and saw a handsome face. Seeing him instantly calmed me.
I glanced at the glass in my hand and realized I didn’t need it anymore.
It was Herbert.
Herbert glanced at me and then coldly addressed Emma, “Emma, you’d better not cause any more trouble for my wife. If you do, you’ll understand the consequences.”
Upon hearing this, Emma took a step back, her eyes narrowing in disbelief.
“Your wife?”
“I’ve already registered my marriage with her. The wedding is next month. So anyone who wants to hurt her will become my enemy,” Herbert said, his tone threatening.
Emma’s angry expression softened slightly. She looked at me and said, “Mr. Wharton, I think you’ve misunderstood me. I don’t want to harm Bella. After all, she and I were once family.”
I responded coldly, “I have nothing to do with you, either now or in the past.”
“Humph. Whether you admit it or not, my mother defeated your mother!” Emma sneered, trying to find some comfort in her past.
“Humph. Only your mother was willing to fight for a man like Ryan. In the end, my mother should thank your mother. Otherwise, how else would she have been able to get rid of a scumbag like him?” I shot back coldly.
“Even if he’s a jerk, he’s still your biological father. If he’s not good, then neither are you. Do you really want to distance yourself from Ryan? Haha, you two will always be father and daughter. You can’t change that fact!”
With that, Emma turned and walked away.
Her words struck me deep. Although I despised Ryan, I couldn’t deny that his blood ran through my veins. I could never escape the fact that he was my father, no matter how much I wanted to.
Herbert, noticing my silence, gently comforted me.
“Don’t listen to that woman’s nonsense.”
I looked up at him and smiled.
“I understand. She’s just trying to provoke me. But she’s right about one thing. We can’t choose our birth. We have to accept the parents the heavens give us.”
“But you can choose me,” Herbert said, his eyes filled with warmth.
“I will always care for you.”
I held Herbert’s hand, looking at him with a soft smile. Just then, I heard raised voices from across the banquet hall.
I didn’t need to guess who it was.
