Marrying Without My Eight-Year Boyfriend Knowing novel Chapter 25

Emily asked to meet with me.

We were supposed to meet.

It was unexpected, so I decided not to go.

"It's just one meeting, I need to talk to you about something important."

"Don’t you want to know what Alex did to you?"

"Reply to my messages!"

I blocked her messages, keeping them for my own amusement. I always had a feeling she wouldn't give up so easily.

Who knows what kind of trouble she might cause.

She pestered me for a few days, but when she saw I didn’t respond, she stopped harassing me.

To avoid Alex bothering me again, I moved back to my parents' house.

Surprisingly, Alex didn’t show up for two days straight. I thought maybe he had finally accepted his fate.

But I still overestimated him.

Early on the weekend, the yard was shaken by loud banging sounds.

Through the security cameras, I saw it was Alex's whole family—him, his parents, his aunt, uncle, and cousins—gathering in front of the house. They could fill up two tables for a meal.

Alex's mom: "In-laws, I brought Alex to apologize to your daughter. I’ve already scolded him for everything he did wrong, please don’t be angry."

Her mom quietly nudged my dad to apologize, but gave a dismissive eye roll to the camera.

This is supposed to be an apology?

I immediately figured out their intention—they came to pressure us.

My dad immediately called the security and asked for some of our relatives to come over. We didn’t have as many people as they did, but we could hire some muscle.

Before long, our backup arrived. A few big guys stood at the door, and Alex’s family immediately backed off.

They stopped demanding to be fed and stood quietly at the door, waiting to be let in.

They blamed me for leaving late.

Because of this, Alex’s family always resented me for not paying, but eventually, his brother did get married.

I’m guessing they used the tens of thousands of dollars they borrowed from me as the bride price.

No wonder when I offered to visit his sick father, he wouldn’t let me.

He claimed he was worried I wouldn’t be comfortable, but I naively thought he was concerned about me.

What a selfish family.

Alex’s mom: "Where’s the food? It’s almost noon. In-laws, I’m not saying this to be rude, but it’s not good to leave us hungry. If word gets out, your reputation will suffer."

Her eyes kept shifting between me and the door.

She’s saying my reputation is bad?

Now I’m going to make sure your family’s reputation gets ruined.

I turned on the projector, ready to judge them.