C17 Before She Got Married She Could Only Listen to Him!

The chef of the Garner family was not bad, and Rosie had a good appetite too. After she finished her meal, the man who went to smoke did not return to the dining table. She thought about it and realized that this was probably why her appetite was so good.

To be honest, she only knew him because of Rachel. Moreover, she was so disgusted with him because of her relationship with Yue Cuwei. This man's aura was too strong, and he gave her an invisible pressure just by sitting there. Fortunately, he had left, otherwise, she would not have been able to stop herself from eating.

After dinner, Rosie went back to her bedroom. She would not come out unless there was something wrong.

After taking a shower, she turned on the TV and sighed. She finally found someone who could shelter her from the wind and rain for her mother.

Rosie was not sad about her mother's death, but she knew that death was a form of relief for her mother.

The late stage of liver cancer was so painful that it made her wish she was dead. She had experienced the darkest years of her life, so she knew what death meant.

Mother, if you have a soul in heaven, please don't protect me. Just punish the person who deserves to die!

Punishment should be ruthless!

Perhaps, she should not be so hesitant and marry Nathan. That was the wisest decision.

In the middle of the night, it started to rain heavily again.

Nathan picked up a phone and went out. It was already ten o'clock in the evening.

While Rosie was still in deep sleep, she heard the sound of the car engine.

By the time she fell asleep, it was already dawn. She had no idea that she had returned to the mansion.

The rain was still pouring outside, and the black Maybach was parked outside the villa.

The man in the car had a cold expression on his face. He was handsome and indifferent, and his anger made him seem cold and emotionless. Even so, he was still a gentleman with a refined temperament.

The car stopped in the garage. Nathan pushed open the door and walked down. He ignored the umbrella that the driver handed to him and walked towards the villa's entrance.

In the living room, the lights were warm. Willard was sitting on the sofa with a crutch in his hand, looking like he was waiting for someone.

"Grandfather."

Nathan stood in front of him and spoke in a serious and cold tone. His short hair was covered in a layer of water droplets, which made him look cold and indifferent.

"Do you know that I am your grandfather? Why do you treat my words as if they were wind?"

"I have already promised to marry her. Why do you still want to do this?"

Nathan had already calmed down, and his tone became gentler.

"I am your grandfather, and she is your future wife. You can ignore this relationship, but you have to respect her. Otherwise, I would rather feed the shares to the dogs than give you a single cent."

Willard was smiling, and he was also calm. His experience was not just about his bearing, but also his depth.

Nathan stood there without moving. His aura was fierce and oppressive. "Grandfather, if you want to feed a dog, I'm afraid there is no dog that can enjoy it."

"This is a problem that I have to consider. As for you, before you get what you want, you can only be obedient."

"Obedient means?"

"Develop your relationship with her. At such a young age, without a mother, you should happily step into the wedding ceremony. Before that, you are not allowed to see Rachel again. Every time you see her, she will be like today, with more accidents."

After saying this, accompanied by a violent cough, Willard's old face became haggard and withered. He was an old man who was sick.

This cough lasted for a long time.