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.”

of my eye. I only like Oliver because of you. If

should dote on me more. The more you

you stop yelling

After a long nause she muttered “Some

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

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

deal with her myself!” Natasha was instantly on high alert. She knew young men

handle it myself!” Isolde declared

Make sure you teach her a

was quite aggressive, and she needed to take a page

to

reeking of alcohol. “Are

strong smell of alcohol. “Why did you drink so much? There’s been a lot going on lately

leave until he’s drunk.” Oliver sat beside her

you. If Anthony pressed against me like Ashley did to you, trying to seduce me, what

when he heard that. “He dares? I’d

get close to other men. We should keep

lips, watching them move enticingly, but her words

alcohol filled her mouth as his lips pressed against hers, moving slowly and deeply. Isolde’s mind went blank for a moment, but her hands wrapped around his neck

heavier, and by the time they parted, both

onto her and was reluctant to let go. Their faces

eyes.

excitement, and Isolde could see emotions in