Mistaken Match: Marrying the Enigmatic CEO by Ruby Fennimore

Chapter 811

“Alright, I’m sorry then,” Roselynn responded in a somewhat apologetic tone.

Living in this house, she always felt like she was on unfamiliar ground. After

making a symbolic apology, she continued, “I won’t have dinner tonight. I

have no appetite. Enjoy your meal!”

With that, she went to her room.

Lucy and the other servants held their breaths with lowered heads for a long

time as they looked at Jennifer’s dark and furious expression.

“This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! We’ve really brought a tyrant into

our home! I won’t eat anymore either!”

Slam! After forcefully slamming the table once again, Jennifer prepared to

leave, but Sebastian’s cold voice stopped her. “Stop right there! You keep

complaining about other people, but have you ever respected the etiquette

and rules of the Oatley family?!”

As the head of the household, Sebastian’s authority at home was not to be

challenged by anyone.

Just now, he had given Roselynn due respect because they were currently

considering the

had long been exhausted in his

with Sebastian, Jennifer had

understood that her status in this household

acted boldly just now because she

anger toward her, she could only snort coldly

back down.

let’s eat!” Jessica quickly tried to defuse the situation,

demeanor completely

were strict when it came to family traditions, and the elders

authority in the household. It was this dynamic that

and Jaxton’s personalities, especially in the

establish his position within the family, he often sought to

the actual capability to do so, he

been quite evident

revealed at the

that when he

he would establish his authority within the family. That was

and

background. Yet, little did he

he realized

seemed difficult.

and tense during

a word throughout, and he returned

filled with resentment.

As for his wife?

share a room with him, no

a man. He believed he

Knock, knock.

knock came at his door, and Jaxton’s

returned to sleep

eagerly, only to

door.

it’s you.” Like mother, like son. Jennifer