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.

this town, an unwed pregnancy could ruin a woman's

home, Uncle Jack left promptly, wary of the gossip that

it was just Emma and Peyton in the

endured her pain, heated some water,

chest and complaining of heart pain.

any idea what people were saying about us last

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

demanding the return of the dowry with

at a disadvantage, Peyton and Emma couldn't confront them. After all, they were just a

Not only do you owe us thirty thousand for the dowry, but you also owe us for the feast last night. All those dishes on each table cost tus a fortune, not to mention the compensation

Bring it

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

thousand meant for the dowry, but they wanted fifty

thousand in

Odeberg family had brought a crowd, ready to make a scene. The village folks, eager for more drama, had gathered

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