“Forget it, Jared.” Ingrid waved her hand before wiping her tears and forcing a smile. “It's no use talking about it. Besides, I've already accepted my fate.”
“Tell me, Ingrid,” he insisted. “I will help you.”
“Yes, Ingrid,” added Josephine. “We'll both do.”
Ingrid gazed at Josephine for several moments before deciding to trust them. “Jared, do you remember Dog?”
Jared nodded. “Of course I do. He's the dropout who used to collect protection fees from his victims outside the school gates, isn't he? He even gave me a kick that I haven’t forgotten.”
“That's the man I'm marrying,” Ingrid murmured in a small voice, her head hung dejectedly.
“What?” Jared shouted, his eyes widening with rage. “He's a degenerate who did not even graduate middle school! How did Aunt Sarah allow you to marry him?”
Though Josephine did not know Dog, she already had a negative impression of him painted in her mind's eye from the way the others were talking about him. This girl is beautiful and vivacious. She deserves to marry somebody better than that unsavory-sounding fellow.
Ingrid began crying again as she recounted to Jared her tale of woe.
When she was done, Jared turned blue with rage and slammed a fist down on the table, crushing it instantly into powder.
“How dare he!” Josephine shouted.
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