Does he want to give me something? Judging by the fierce look on his face, I bet it’s nothing good! He confronted me at my place the day Crystal had a miscarriage from falling down the stairs, and I still remember the look on his face… I could tell he was wishing he never had me for a daughter, and he wouldn’t have left if Christopher weren’t around at the time. I’m not sure what his intentions are, but he’s definitely up to no good!
With that in mind, I simply sat there and stared silently at Nathan.
“What, you don’t even recognize your dad now that you’ve found yourself a rich husband?” Nathan asked sarcastically.
I glanced at Julia and Gordon who were sitting next to me and decided it wouldn’t be appropriate to argue with him. I then stood up and was about to go with him when Christopher got up and said, “We’ll go together.”
“Mr. Lane, I know you and Yvonne have a very strong relationship and all, but I would like to have a private conversation with my daughter. I don’t think it would be appropriate for you to join us.”
“Of course, I wouldn’t mind if it really is just a private conversation. But…” Christopher left his sentence hanging, but the smile on his face said it all.
“What, you think I’d harm my own daughter?”
Noticing that Nathan was getting angry as the gentle smile on his face had faded, I quickly shook my head and told Christopher, “Don’t worry, I won’t be gone for long!”
I had prepared myself mentally for Nathan to hit me, but he simply gave me a conflicted look after bringing me to a quiet corner. There was a hint of melancholy in his eyes, and it took me a while before I realized he was missing Amelia.
Although my appearance was average, I was definitely quite the beauty after dolling myself up. Could it be that I look a little bit like Mom?
“What is it, Dad? Let’s get over this quickly. Christopher will worry if I stay here for too long,” I said calmly.
Nathan continued to stare at me for a little while longer before replying, “You’re twenty-five now, Yvonne. You’re not a kid anymore, so you should know to not take things too far as it benefits no one.”
Me? Take things too far? Aren’t they the ones who are doing that? I know he’s referring to me pushing Crystal down the stairs, but I only feel bad for that unborn child, not Crystal.
“What do you want me to do, Dad? Just give in and let everyone walk all over me like fifteen years ago?”
“Are you saying the Tanner family has been mistreating you all these years, Yvonne?” Nathan asked sarcastically while placing his teacup down.
Mistreating? That doesn’t seem like a very fitting word to use here. He’s making it sound like I’m some outsider that’s been living under the Tanner family’s care when I’m actually a direct descendant!
Our brief moment of silence was interrupted when Natalie came over all of a sudden. “Hey, Nathan! You promised me you’d get rid of Yvonne, didn’t you? Why is she still here?”
She then walked straight toward me and attempted to slap me, but I saw it coming and stepped back the moment she raised her hand.
Natalie then pulled her hand back when she noticed I was standing at the entrance of the hall as she knew causing a scene at her daughter’s wedding was a bad idea.
“I don’t care why you’re here tonight, but you’d better behave yourself, Yvonne!” Natalie’s eyes were filled with anger, and she was looking at me like she wanted to swallow me whole as she continued, “Crystal and Lyle were meant to be together, but you ruined their relationship and split them up just like that. I know you’re upset about them dating, but will you at least spare Crystal? You’ve already killed her four-month-old baby! Are you not satisfied until you kill her too?”
That’s funny… As far as I know, Crystal has always been the one picking fights with me, and I only retaliated afterward. With that in mind, I replied with a cold sneer, “You’re exaggerating a little, Aunt Natalie. It’s perfectly fine to love your daughter and all, but I’m someone else’s daughter too.”
