Marrying the Paralyzed Young Master

Chapter 42: The Turning Point

Chrysanthemum Helma covered her bruised face in disbelief, then she shouted, "Soma Haruka, for what reason did you slap me!?"

Marina Yon raised her head to see what was happening. As he did so, he saw a slim woman standing beside him and facing her back towards him as if she was protecting him.

His figure looked slender and fragile but still made people feel at ease. Marina Yon recognized who was standing in front of her. His mouth was open and he sobbed as he called out to him with a cry, "Sister-in-law..." The woman who defended him was Soma Haruka whom he had previously seen as a lowly woman.

Soma Haruka's expression seemed calm, but there was a terrifying chill in her eyes. He stared intently at the Chrysanthemum Helma and said, "Why did I slap you? Not only did you not help your female cousin, but you provoked people to hate her. This action of yours feels like you want to see the Yon family fall, did you forget that the Chrysanthemum family is also part of the Yon family?" After saying that, he raised his hand and gave a slap once more.

The Chrysanthemum Helma hid her red cheeks with both hands. No matter how painful his face was, it was not comparable to the gazes of those around him. The contemptuous gaze felt as if they were taking off his clothes and throwing him into the street, letting everyone watch and laugh at him.

She knew, even though her brother was now in charge of Yon Grub, to outsiders, Yon Grub still belonged to the Yon family. As long as Daniel Yon did not die, they would never be able to snatch the title of head of the Yon family from him.

Just like now, even though Soma Haruka violently slapped him and scolded him in public, everyone felt that what the woman was doing was right. They were gathered here because of the loud cry of the Chrysanthemum Helma, she provoked the people and slipped insults in her every utterance. So, he was wrong and deserved to be slapped.

Chrysanthemum Helma lost her mind, the upper class already judged it as something bad, and when she thought of her gloomy future, she was filled with anger. His eyes were red and he pounced towards Soma Haruka with his sharp hooves.

Soma Haruka was silent in place, she lifted the tip of her skirt slightly, and one of her white ankles was visible in front of everyone. In the next instant, the approaching Chrysanthemum Helma was made to fly backwards and fall to the ground miserably.

Soma Haruka's eyes lit up. His body movements were charming, but looked extremely arrogant and domineering. She was like a winter Witch in demand, but it was hard to get close to. Her graceful steps bewitched the men and made them strive to reach her. However, when they managed to grab her dress, their bodies were frozen by the cold gaze of her eyes.

"My daughter!" Aunt Daniel Yon, who was also the mother of Chrysanthemum Helma ran from the main hall and shouted, "Soma Haruka, what did you do to my daughter? You should know we're family now that you've married Daniel Yon!" After saying that, he carefully helped his daughter stand up.

"family? Your daughter did something wrong to Marina Yon. If it was true that the Chrysanthemums considered them one family with the Yon family, he should not have done that. Is it because Ares Chrysanthemum is taking over Yon Grub. So, the Chrysanthemum family's children want to let go of our relationship?"

Aunt Namira Chrysanthemum's face froze. He was aware that his third daughter was acting foolishly by harassing the Yon family at a time when her eldest son had not fully mastered Yon Grub, and he himself admitted his own guilt for underestimating Soma Haruka. What the second Son said was right, the new Madam of the Yon family might be able to destroy their plans.

Soma Haruka's words earlier exerted a powerful influence. Many people present were horrified with their sharp tongues. Aunt Namira Chrysan's face paled as she listened to the ridicule around her. He wanted nothing more than to pull the Chrysanthemum Helma and disappear from the banquet.

But he can't. He could only pull his crying daughter forward and berate her in a low voice, "Helma Chrysanthemum, quickly apologize to your cousin."

"Mom?" Helma Chrysanthemum's eyes widened not believing it. "What does this mean, Mom? Why should I apologize to Marina Yon? Isn't Soma Haruka the one who should be apologizing to me?" He was publicly beaten and humiliated, but now also needed to lower his head to apologize. If he really did, he would have no face left in the future. So, he thought about rejecting it.

However, Aunt Namira Chrysanthemum was firm in her decision. He yelled at his daughter, "Don't make mom repeat those words again!" He gripped Helma Chrysanthemum's wrist tightly and once again emphasized, "Helma Chrysanthemum, quickly do as I say, don't make me angry!"

Helma Chrysanthemum saw her mother seriously. So, he did not dare to make a fuss anymore. He bit his lips tightly and walked stiffly in front of Marina Yon. He lowered his head and could not look at his cousin's face. "Sorry cousin, I was wrong for saying something like that about you." His voice was so small that the person standing a little far away would not hear him.

Marina Yon also did not want to see it. So, he shifted his gaze and carefully approached Soma Haruka. He knew that Helma Chrysanthemum's apology was insincere. His words and actions are different. He would not accept such an apology.

Noticing Marina Yon's desire, Soma Haruka slightly laughed and coldly said, "You shouted so loudly before, but why is it now becoming so gentle? Was true apology never taught to you? Do you not consider yourself a noble noble?"

Aunt Namira Chrysanthemum's expression was unsightly. "Helma Chrysanthemum, take it seriously!" Chrysanthemum Helma gritted her teeth with hatred, but she did not dare to anger her mother more than this. He could only close his eyes and shout, "I'm sorry Marina Yon, I was wrong for mocking you. I'm sorry!"

After saying that, Helma Chrysanthemum was so embarrassed that tears flowed down her cheeks. Seeing her daughter crying so pitifully, Aunt Namira's heart went sour. She wanted to step forward and comfort, but her daughter pushed her away and ran away from the place.