Chapter 1193

Tears streamed down her face as she struggled to support her mother, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably with sobs.

Out of the crowd, a man stepped forward. It was Uncle Jack, the same man Emma had given a pack of cigarettes to last time.

When Uncle Jack made his move, his wife shot him a glare, signaling him not to meddle. Yet, he approached Emma and helped her lift Peyton up.

Seeing someone come to her aid, Emma knew it wasn't the time for tears. She quickly stood up, her voice choked with gratitude.

"Uncle Jack, thank you."

The middle-aged man sighed, unsure of what to say.

"Let's get your mom inside and then figure things out," he suggested.

Meanwhile, the chatter among the villagers continued. Mrs. Smith from the Odeberg family stood with her hands on her hips, berating Emma for her shamelessness and accusing her of flirting around.

an unwed pregnancy

delivering Peyton home, Uncle Jack left promptly, wary of the gossip that might ensue

it was just Emma and Peyton in

choice, Emma endured her pain,

and complaining of heart pain. After her

any idea what people were saying about us last night? If

well be dead," Peyton lamented, trying to get out of bed to throw

could act, the Odeberg family arrived, demanding the return of the dowry with a fierce

confront them. After all, they were just a mother and daughter with no one to

the dowry, but you also owe us for the feast last night. All those dishes on each table cost tus a

it out

the demand for fifty thousand. The feast had been modest, costing no more than a few thousand. Yet, the Odeberg family was demanding a whopping fifty thousand! "Mom, where did you put the dowry money? Let's give it to them," Emma

thirty thousand meant

in

a crowd, ready to make a

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