The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 309 Does It Bother You?

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Natasha watched the two leave and quickly pulled Isolde to her side. “Oh, my poor child, how could I ever bear to scold you? I was just putting on a show for Oliver’s sake, so he’d feel better.

“Oh, sweetie, you really need to learn how to handle a marriage properly. How can you yell at him like that in front of everyone? This is a Great Marshal’s residence. There are guards and soldiers everywhere. If he gains a reputation for being henpecked, how is he supposed to command the army in the future?”

Isolde muttered, “I didn’t know there were that many people around. I just got caught up in the moment. Besides, what’s wrong with a man fearing his wife? He’s not afraid of me. Instead, he’s just unreasonable. And reason always matters.”

Back when they had gone to the pavilion, no one had been there. They never thought that a group of people would appear out of nowhere suddenly.

Natasha advised, “In a marriage, reason won’t work. In private, no matter how unreasonable you are, you can still have him wrapped around your finger. But in public, you need to show him respect. Look at your grandfather. He’s all–powerful outside, but at home, he does whatever I tell him to do.”

“Grandmother, why does it have to be so complicated?” Isolde was annoyed.

“This isn’t complicated at all!” Natasha glanced outside, making sure Oliver had really left before lowering her voice. “Even though you’re engaged, you haven’t officially married Oliver yet. The marriage isn’t set in stone. For now, just bear with it. Whatever frustration you have, let it out after the wedding.”

Isolde did not know whether to laugh or cry. “Are you afraid no one will marry?”

The old lady smiled and said, “You? No one will marry you? Who said that? Even if Oliver doesn’t want you, there’s still that brat Anthony, right? He adores you. But Oliver is one of a kind, so of course, we have to cherish him. Once he’s officially yours, then you can show him who’s in charge.”

Suddenly, Isolde felt a little sorry for Oliver. Most of her anger faded.

“Nana, we don’t need to go that far. Even if I throw a fit, Oliver is still going to marry me,” Isolde said confidently.

“That’s not necessarily true.” Natasha was very pleased with the term “Nana.” In prestigious families, “grandmother” was the proper address, but in her own family, they always used “Nana” as a term of endearment for grandmother. Isolde had clearly looked into her family’s traditions, which warmed Natasha’s heart.

Patricia smiled and said, “You should listen to Mdm. Sharp. Ever since your engagement, she’s been worrying that they’ll back out. She keeps muttering about how Oliver is outstanding in every way and handsome, so what on earth did he see in you? Today, you yelled at her precious grandson–in–law, and now she’s just worried you scared him off.”

hugging Isolde. “Don’t listen to your aunt. You’re the apple of my eye. I only like Oliver because of you. If he weren’t your fiancé, I

“Then you should dote on me more. The more you pamper me,

however you like, as long as you stop yelling at him. Now, tell me, what

long nause she muttered “Some woman threw herself at him

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darkened immediately. “Is she blind? Doesn’t she know he’s

she knows. She’s engaged too. She just thinks he’s… good–looking,

is she? Tell me, and I’ll deal with her myself!” Natasha was instantly on high alert. She knew young men were most vulnerable to temptation, and if Oliver made a mistake,

it myself!” Isolde

you teach her a lesson

that her grandmother was quite aggressive, and she needed to take a page from her

lunch, Isolde went to her room to

came looking for her half–drunk, his breath reeking of

over it.” Isolde frowned at the strong smell of alcohol. “Why did you drink so much? There’s been a lot going on

kept pouring. I can’t leave until he’s drunk.” Oliver sat beside her and

me ask you. If Anthony pressed against me like Ashley did to

“He dares? I’d cut off his hands

now on, if you get close.to other women, I’ll get close to other men. We

watching them move enticingly, but her words

and deeply. Isolde’s mind went blank for a moment, but her hands wrapped

time they parted, both

onto her and was reluctant to let go. Their faces were still close

eyes.

eyes were ablaze with excitement, and Isolde could see emotions in him that