Veild Bride : Love From An Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 13

Chapter 13 “I’m asking you! Where’s my mother?!” Violet said in a hostile tone. She would not let him push her around. “Your mother will remain in my care for a while more.” Jack made his decision. He swirled his glass of liquor lightly and spoke in a calm voice, “It’s better for you to forget about what happened tonight. Forget it all. Or things won’t be good for you.” His amazing calmness made her feel as though he was in the eye of a roaring storm. He was threatening her! “Jack Yancey!” Violet was not st upid. She forced her rage down. “Are you using my mother to blackmail me because of what I saw just now?” She raised her voice. He did not respond. Violet felt miffed. “Have you forgotten who helped you? I took care of a few of those jerks for you! Also, I’m not the only one who knows about what has happened!” Jack did not deny her words. He merely remained silent. However, he did not wish to thank her. She was the one who had backed out of a wedding in front of the entire world and embarrassed him. The incident had even made headlines. She owed him for this for the rest of their lives.

Violet did not know what he was thinking. She pronounced quickly, “Don’t worry! We’ll never have to cross paths again after you give my mother back to me! I really want nothing to do with you!” “Why should I trust you?” Both Jack’s expression and tone of voice were chilly. “Why don’t you feel that you can trust me? What have your matters got to do with me? Are you too engrossed in what has happened? We’re not even married yet! Let my mother go and we’ll both disappear from your sight!” Once again, she mentioned the wedding! Jack was displeased. His expression darkened. He tilted his head and downed the liquor in the glass. “Theo Yeager trusted you too much. He trusted that you’d marry into the Yancey family obediently. Do

you know how screwed he is right now? The price to pay for trusting you is never being able to get back on one’s feet.” “He was asking for it!” She flared up the moment Theo Yeager’s name was mentioned. “And these are two different things! I have beef with him! I’m alright with you!” Jack did not want to believe her. The phone rang while the two of them were at a stalemate. Jack casually took out his phone and, upon seeing the caller ID, did not pick up immediately. Instead, he looked up at the girl who stood not far from him and raised his eyebrows. Then, he spoke slowly, “It’s my grandfather. You better keep quiet or you’ll never see your mother again in this lifetime.” Every word was laced with a threatening resonance even though his voice was low. Violet furiously glared at him as his long finger skim across the slide-to-answer bar. “Hi, grandpa.” Jack’s voice was warm and soft. He was smiling, even. It was a 180-degree transformation. He was such a chameleon. Violet was continually critical of him in her heart. “Did you bring the young lady out to dinner, Jack?” Senior Yancey could not wait to find out. “I did.” Jack smiled, brushing off the question. “Which restaurant? How was the environment? Was it romantic?” The old man prodded further. Jack chuckled. “Pretty good. We’re having a candlelit dinner now. Did anything happen?” Violet snorted. A candlelit dinner? He was lying through his teeth! “Nothing much, I’m just asking. How’s the conversation? Are you happy?” “Pretty good.” Senior Yancey seemed relieved. “That’s good, that’s good. I won’t bother you anymore. Enjoy the rest of your meal. Send 1/2 11:51 Chapter 13

her home yourself later, it’s not safe for a girl to be out at night.” “Don’t worry, I will.” Jack’s voice was as warm as the summer. Violet watched as he ended the call. His smile vanished the moment he put his phone down. The atmosphere became considerably colder. “Chameleon,” Violet muttered while rolling her eyes at him. However, Jack had an extremely sharp hearing. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at her disdainfully with quiet eyes. “You can go now, but if you say anything to my grandfather, I’ll ensure your mother dies a tragic death.” It was obvious that this was not a joke to him.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.