Marry My Billionaire Second Husband のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

"Why do you look like someone died?" Dimitri barked out over breakfast, staring stonily at Amelia over their breakfast. "You’ve been moping for several days.""Excuse me?" Amelia asked, wondering if the early hour was affecting her hearing. Or it could possibly be the lack of sleep.It was hard to get any sleep after Ronan had reminded her of the engagement party. Matteo was getting married to Emmeline despite whatever he told her. Her invitation continued to burn a hole in the rucksack she had haphazardly tossed it in when she moved out of Matteo’s apartment, and she had not found herself the courage to open it again.Needless to say, Amelia knew she would not be invited. Horace Hawthorne would have to be insane to allow for her to come within ten feet of his family after all that had transpired.Her heart gave a painful twinge. It was one thing for Emmeline and her mother to slander her, but she didn’t want Horace to believe she was a gold-digger responsible for leaking Emmeline’s n

Amelia’s face flamed, and she snatched that box away from Ronan. "Thank you very much. I got this."The men helped her carry the boxes inside the room while she changed. It was harder than expected, but Amelia somehow managed to wrangle herself into the gown without tearing it.When she emerged from the room, there was only Ronan and Dimitri waiting outside for her. Ronan gave a low wolf whistle and two thumbs up as his eyes roved over her."Excellent. You won’t lose to Emmeline Hawthorne! I’ll get a hair and makeup artist for you tomorrow, and we’ll show that woman and her harpy mother!""Technically it’s not a contest," Amelia said, but she couldn’t help but smile at Ronan’s encouragement and enthusiasm. "But where’s my father, Dimitri?"Dimitri stared at her unblinkingly, before he quickly collected himself. "He’s in his room. He said he had to find something for you.""I’m here! Millie, it’s time for you to have this." Michael Kentwood appeared, an ornate jewelry box in his hands.

Matteo tried to smile as yet another couple made their way towards him and Emmeline, champagne flutes in hand and words of congratulations on their lips. Emmeline, ever the graceful hostess, beamed beautifully and soaked up their praises and well-wishes, while Matteo tried to look less constipated than usual.He tried to think of other things more torturous than being paraded around by Emmeline, but his mind drew blank. Pulling out all his teeth, ripping off his fingernails... Matteo found out, with dawning horror, that he would willingly endure all of it if meant Emmeline would leave him alone.Unfortunately, painful as those thoughts were, they were nothing more than a fanciful daydream. Emmeline’s hand was wrapped firmly around his arm, her fingernails nearly digging into the fabric of his suit, as though she was afraid he would run off.He discreetly craned his neck around the room, looking over the crowd. Emmeline had invited the whole of upper society to this event, and it was a

"I am sure everyone present is aware that Elaine left the Hawthorne family years ago and eloped for love," Horace continued. His eyes were bright and filled with child-like excitement as he spoke. "After several investigations, I have found that Amelia is my missing daughter’s only child."Then, his gaze darkened just slightly in sadness."It is unfortunate that my daughter is no longer with us, but that only makes Amelia’s presence here all the more important to me and to the Hawthorne family."Horace offered Amelia a comforting squeeze on her shoulder before stepping slightly forward, opening his arms to address the crowd below."Please enjoy the rest of the banquet. Wine and dine to your heart’s content!"With that said, Horace Hawthorne led a still-bamboozled Amelia off the stage, their departure accompanied by a thunderous applause."Matteo, where are you going?" Emmeline called out. She desperately clawed at Matteo’s hand before he could walk too far off, her nails practically d

Horace’s lips pinched together in distaste."Emmeline, are you or are you not a granddaughter of the Hawthornes?" Once again, he thumped his cane against the floor, this time with more force. "How many times do you need me to tell you that a lioness does not consider the opinions of the sheep?"The other businessmen around them nodded, and Matteo wondered if they knew they were the sheep in question."Grandpa!" Emmeline spluttered, scrubbing away at the tears that were still rolling down her face, with a look of shock in her eyes. He had never scolded her in public before! To think he was willing to go this far for Amelia Kentwood when he had only met her mere weeks ago.Fine, if throwing tantrums wasn’t going to work, she was going to have to use another tactic. She swallowed and pulled herself together, willing herself to display some form of composure even as she wanted to snap Amelia’s stupid neck."Grandpa, even if I were to give up this engagement with Matteo, I would not approv