Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 815:

After hearing Marissa’s account, Arabella sighed deeply, her voice tinged with sorrow. “Your parents were both remarkable individuals. It breaks my heart that they faced such tragedy and that you and Tiffany endured so many hardships growing up.”

Arabella’s eyes were filled with tears as she spoke, her genuine concern for the sisters evident.

“Grandma, what’s done is done,” Marissa said gently, patting Arabella’s hand. “We’ve grown up now, so please don’t be sad.”

Wiping away her tears, Arabella nodded, then asked, “Marissa, tell me more. How did you meet Connor, and how did you end up marrying him under Tiffany’s identity?”

Marissa then recounted how Connor had mistakenly kidnapped her and taken her to City Hall to get married. She didn’t shy away from the details, especially emphasizing how Connor had nearly strangled her three times that day.

She explained that each time, she had come perilously close to death, and if not for sheer luck, things would have turned out much differently. Arabella’s face flushed with anger.

Just then, Connor appeared, descending the stairs with the marriage certificate in hand. Without warning, Arabella sprang to her feet and, gripping her walking stick, swung it at him.

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Connor had been preoccupied with how to explain everything to Arabella and comfort her. He hadn’t anticipated that, as soon as he descended the stairs, she would start beating him before he could utter a word.

Though Arabella was over 90 years old, her walking stick was sturdy, and each strike brought him considerable pain. When the walking stick connected with his shank, he winced, barely able to suppress a gasp.

He didn It dare to dodge, fearing that Arabella might fall if she tried to pursue him. So, he stood there, enduring the blows, knowing it was only natural for a grandmother to discipline her grandson. No one dared to intervene. Marissa touched her nose in silent amusement, while Domenic, Terry and Marc exchanged grins, feeling a mix of sympathy and amusement for Connor.noveldrama

Finally, after thoroughly ch astising him, Arabella stopped, breathing heavily as she leaned on her walking stick for support.

Ignoring his own discomfort, Connor quickly moved to support her, gently guiding her to sit down. “Grandma, please don’t tire yourself out. Sit down and rest. There’s no need to be so upset.”

Although Connor was being the dutiful grandson, Arabella remained displeased. She sat down with a huff, her voice sharp as she scolded him, “If Marissa hadn’t told me, I would never have known how rude you can be when I’m not around to see it.”

Connor’s expression tightened. He wasn’t sure what exactly Marissa had told his grandmother, but he soon found out.

“Marissa just informed me, ” Arabella continued, “thatyou nearly strangled her while dragging her to the City Hall to get married. How could you treat a girl so harshly?”

Connor’s anger dissipated instantly, replaced by a deep sense of guilt. The memory of mistakenly kidnapping her and forcing her to marry him at City Hall still weighed heavily on him. Now that Marissa had brought the incident to Arabella’s attention, he had no defense.

Seeing Connor’s subdued demeanor, Arabella finally ceased her scolding. She took the marriage certificate from his hand and examined it carefully.

She gazed at the names, lost in thought

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