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She had never spoken about these details, not once. And she had never imagined that Jules would learn the
truth. Now, she stood pale and adrift, unable to find the words.
“Let's go,” Jules said quietly. His lips pressed into a thin line, his voice calm but steady. “Since | am your
husband, | should face this with you.”
He was not naive. He knew Rachel's grandparents viewed him through a lens of disapproval, considering the
Ford family beneath Rachel's lineage.
Truth be told, they were not entirely wrong. In terms of bloodlines, Rachel had married beneath her. But none of
that mattered now—not to him.
Now that Rachel was officially his wife, it fell on Jules to face the situation by her side. It was his responsibility to
confront the storm with her and show the Astley family enough sincerity to douse their simmering anger.
Yet Rachel's heart resisted. A quiet unease tugged at her. She hated the thought of Jules witnessing her so
exposed—fragile in a way she had always hidden from others.
But given how far things had unraveled, she could no longer afford to argue.
Silently, she allowed Jules to take her hand. As they stepped toward the looming doorway, her gaze drifted to
their joined hands. A small rush of comfort slipped into her chest, spreading like a soft heat beneath her ribs.
“Your grandparents are still holding onto their grudge. They will want to vent, and it might not be pretty,” Jules
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsaid calmly, his eyes scanning the entrance ahead. “No matter what they throw at us, stay behind me. | will take
care of it.”
Rachel dipped her head in a faint nod, but her thoughts had already slipped elsewhere. She had no intention of
standing idly by.
Inside the living room, Corrine sat unfazed, watching tcrawl by without a trace of impatience.
Everyone present knew exactly what was at stake. If they failed to ease Rachel's grandparents’ fury today, the
upcoming celebration would crumble before it even began.
Franco, ever the diplomat, offered a courteous distraction. “Since this is your first visit to the Astley estate, how
about | give you a quick tour?”
Jayden met Chelsea's gaze and then offered a polite smile to Franco before responding, “We appreciate it, but
we would rather wait here. We do not want to miss the in-laws’ arrival.”
Corrine, uninterested in sightseeing, gave a subtle shake of her head. “I will stay too.”
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Moments later, Franco's phone buzzed. After glancing at the screen, he excused himself and stepped outside to
take the call.
Left in the quiet, Chelsea shifted on the sofa, hesitant. Her voice clow, uncertain. “Are Rachel's
grandparents really refusing to meet us? If that's true, what does that mean for the celebration?”
The signs had always been there, etched into their every move—the Astley family’s cold indifference to this
union.
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