Chapter 593 Who Will Take Responsibility

After the guests left, the remaining Xanth, Young, and Finch family members gathered in the grand hall.

What had been a vibrant celebration mere moments ago was now engulfed in a heavy silence. No one uttered a word, their expressions an array of indifference, contemplation, and pensiveness.

The atmosphere was tense, and the large, untouched birthday cake in the center of the room only served as a stark, ironic reminder of the evening's abrupt end.

Many in the room were still reeling from what Jonathan had said outside. "Married couple..."

Jonathan and Rose were married? Those who had known about it earlier, like Clover and Elijah, remained indifferent, while others, like Miles and Ezra, stayed calm. However, Harriette felt uneasy, for she hadn't told Lizzie about Rose and Jonathan's marriage.

Glancing discreetly at Lizzie, Harriette saw that her expression remained neutral. But the more composed Lizzie seemed the more unsettled Harriette became. Amid this anxiety, Anna led Jonathan into the hall.

"Mrs. Finch Senior..."

Anna had rushed to relay the message after Eleanor had ordered her to bring Jonathan back from the medical building. Fortunately, she managed to catch up with him just in time.

Yet, when Jonathan appeared in the doorway, Eleanor didn't allow Anna to finish speaking. Overcome with excitement, she hurried toward Jonathan, eager to ask the question on everyone's mind-whether what he said about being married to Rose was true.

She wasn't the only one who sought clarification. Those who hadn't known of the marriage-Yara, Lizzie, Cyrus, and even Anna-fixed their gazes on Jonathan, yearning for confirmation.

However, as Eleanor approached Jonathan, she suddenly changed her question, asking, "How's Rosie? Is she all right?"

She had wanted to address Rose as her granddaughter-in-law, but she managed to restrain her excitement.

Eleanor was visibly shaken, longing to affirm what Jonathan had declared outside. But for the sake of appearances, showing concern for Rose's well-being was the more appropriate thing to do, especially with the Xanth and Young families present. She knew she would have another opportunity to ask about the marriage.

Jonathan's brows furrowed as he cast a piercing glance at Cyrus, his gaze sending a chill down Cyrus' spine.

Jonathan was

his displeasure, Jonathan's cold, commanding voice rang out, filled with authority. "Perhaps someone here should explain exactly what kind of despicable

turned to leave. However, Eleanor swiftly

Are

any misunderstandings and safeguard Rose from potential gossip. Whether Eleanor was pleased or not was not a primary concern for him. He frowned slightly and

certificate, but that doesn't mean they can't just as easily

The speaker was Clover.

just took over Young Group. She's got too much on

own biting remark. "Even if my daughter marries, it should be to a reputable

effort to convey their dissatisfaction with the

scandals are they insinuating?" she mused. Despite her inclination to argue, she held her tongue. The

"Dear in-laws..." she began.

Hold on, don't call us that!" Clover interrupted

Clover. "Clover, have I not instructed you on the importance of respect when speaking with your elders?" He then turned to Eleanor. "Please accept my apologies, Mrs. Finch Senior.

all..." Eleanor tried to brush it off, but Elijah

too early to be

last part really

pushing harder for Jonathan and Rose to have a proper wedding ceremony when Rose first came to Regalia. If she had, they wouldn't be in such an awkward position now, with so much

stiff smile as she made a solemn pledge to the

any unsavory incidents involved, I will make sure Rosie and the three of you get a proper

it came to

that Jonathan had

back to her original seat, her face set ina stern expression as she sat on the couch Her natural authority was palpable,

the presence of the Xanth family members and Miles, Eleanor's

fiasco, and what exactly happened?" Although

herself, she

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