Chapter 810 Don’t Mess With My Sleep

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Derrick fell silent; the corner of his mouth twitched. What kind of nonsense was she up to this early in the morning?

On the other end of the line, Evie sounded half–asleep. Marie’s words had caught her completely off guard.

“What did you just say you want?”

“A sister–in–law,” Marie replied matter–of–factly.

God knew how many years the Redwood had been fretting over Eddie and Evie’s marriage prospects–it was enough to drive anyone insane.

The funny thing was, Evie already had a boyfriend.

They’d been dating for three years now. And every time Marie thought about that, she couldn’t help but feel indignant. That girl actually has a boyfriend? How is that even possible?

It defied logic–but somehow, it was true.

Evie had been desperate to marry the guy, but apparently, the Redwood elders disapproved. They’d shut her down with a single line, “Your brother must get married first.”

That had infuriated Evie.

Because Eddie, over the years, hadn’t liked anyone. There hadn’t been a single woman who caught his eye. Waiting for him to get married? She’d grow old first!

Evie had been so anxious that she’d started introducing women to him nonstop–Falvarian, Yalvorian, Relovorian–if they were even remotely decent, she dragged them in front of him.

But Eddie didn’t like a single one. Eventually, he’d stopped going home altogether, which only made Evie even more frustrated.

She’d been obsessed with finding him a wife; she wanted him married off more than he did!

So when she heard Marie ask if she wanted a sister–in–law, she practically exploded.

“Marie, are you insane? Calling me first thing in the morning just to humiliate me?”

sister–in–law issue, had endured plenty of teasing from others these past few years. But never had anyone

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she thought Marie was mocking

sister–in–law. I’m offering

kind of logic was

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want a sister–in–law, and you think I’m insulting you? You really think

Evie paused.

be fair, Marie wasn’t exactly the type to

you’re really

serious–do you

“Of course I do! Who wouldn’t? Wait–do you

joke? If Marie really could hand

before him–different figures, different skin tones, all

to find

time she thought about it, her blood

smugly. “And your brother already seems to have feelings

nearly shouted.

She simply

him every type of woman imaginable–tall, short, curvy, slim, light–skinned, dark–skinned,

liked? Evie’s curiosity

this woman looked like.

assured her. “Would I

quiet

anyone else had said Eddie liked someone,

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