hapter 87 Forced to Choose

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Lily’s tears spilled first, and Owen felt a sting behind his own eyes. His voice was hoarse as he said to Yunice. “So you’re really going to drag the whole family down with you? Even if I go to jail. Mom cries herself to sleep. Elsie’s future gets destroyed, and Oscar’s world falls apart you’d still refuse to marry

him!”

Yunice tilted her head back, her throat moving as she swallowed. Two tears slipped down her cheeks as she whispered. “So even if I live a miserable life, you’d still forer me to marry?”

Owen kept asking her to think of the family. But who had ever considered her?

Then she spoke again, voice soft but firm. “You promised me. bYou /bsaid you’d never force me to marry anyone. You said I could stay with the family for the rest of my life.

“Owen’s eyes trembled. A bwave /bof guilt mmed into him, heavy band /bsuffocating, like two soaked cotton balls lodged in his chest. He couldn’t get a word out.

Yunice was his baby sister. He had watched her grow up. How could he not hurt when she cried?

Looking at her now, crumpled on the ground after his bown /bkick, bsomething /binside bhim /bpanicked. What was he doing!

Hadn’t bhe /bgone to Quinton to fight for her? So why was everyone crying now–including her?

If bhe /bhad really caused this mess?

As Owen’s gaze darted in confusion, Yunice slowly drew in a breath and said; “Fine. I’ll marry him. bBut /bafter that, I have nothing to do with any of you ever again.”

Lily and Owen stared at her in shock. Why was she so determined to cut ties with her family!

Marrying Wyatt didn’t mean she had to stop being part of the Saunders family.

Yunice turned to Luke. “Is the tailor still here? I bcan /bget measured now.”

Luke looked her up and down. With ball /bthe injuries shed suffered, could she even stand?

But that wasn’t his bconcern/b. If they could wrap bthis /bup, all the better.

He gave the tailor a bsubtle /bnod, and the woman stepped forward.

Owen wanted to stop them but bwas /bheld back by Lily, who bwas /bcrying and bshaking /bher head like she bwas /btelling him. This is the best oue. Don’t make it worse.

Else clung to his arm, tears streaking down her face Owen, bYunice /bdidn’t mean what she bsaid/b. We’re bher /bfamily Where else could she go? Once she calms downs she’ll understand

?“Yeah.” Owen murmured, eyes flickering. bThat /bgave hirp something to hold on to. This was still her home. Shede back eventually. Blood tes couldn’t just bebevered. They were siblings. No matter what she said, that wouldn’t change

He stepped back silently, letting the tailor approach

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Chapter 97 Forced to Choose

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They had heard everything from beginning to end–how Yunice had been pressured into this marriage after resisting for so long.

This was not the moment for Wyatt to appear. If he had any sense, he’d turn and bwalk /baway quietly. bNo /bone would even know he’d been here.

But instead. Wyant stepped inside.

Yunice’s tiny room was packed. The tailor tried to lift her up–she needed to stand for an urate

But Yunice winced in pain. Even after a few tries, bshe /bcouldn’t get up.

Owen’s heart clenched. He almost stepped forward to help her, but Paul beat him to it, his voice bitter. You’re really going to marry Wyatt?”

It was the first thing he’d said to her all day.

Watching her push through pain just to bstand /band be measured, something inside him twisted with jealousy

Yunice raised her eyes and looked at him like he was an idiot. She scoffed. “When I was being forced into this, you said nothing. Now that I’ve agreed, suddenly you have something to say?”

Elsie nced at Paul nervously. She knew he still hadn’t fully let go of Yunice, and she was terrified he might try to stop the wedding.

Paul didn’t reply. After a pause, he muttered resentfully. I told you to stay away from Wyatt. You didn’t listen. Now look where bthat /bgot you. Do you even know bwhat /bkind of person he is?”

“Mr. Paul Luke’s face darkened as he cut him off.

Then Wyatt’s voice rang out.

Talking behind people’s backs isn’t exactly a good habit.

bPaul /bstiffened. He whipped his bhead /baround and bsaw /bWyatt and Jordan standing at the door.

Wyatt’s gaze flicked bpast /bhimzily. “When I run into people like that, I usually rip out their tongues. Makes it easier to shut them up

bPaul /bwent rigid, knees bthrobbing /bwith bphantom /bbpain/b.

Wyatt wasn’t joking-

He’d do it

Paul’s face went pale. He didn’t dare say another word

Wyatt stepped bpast /bhim and bwalked /bover to Yunice. He reached out and gently pulled her upright.

Yunice couldn’t even stay on her feet. Her whole bodyched, and nearly all her weight fell into Wyatt’s

She was afraid of dragging him down

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