Chapter 595: Chapter 593: 593: If You Disagree, Then It's a Forced Marriage_1

In the evening, Alexander Summers called Atra Blanc, and they chatted about the house for a while.

Atra Blanc stammered, “The house is really nice, it’s just… the neighbors nearby are a bit too enthusiastic…”

Purple Summers held back her laughter beside her, trying not to let the tears flow.

Atra Blanc, with her shy nature, was clearly overwhelmed by the enthusiastic language teacher.

But there was no helping it; teachers loved to buy houses near schools. They appreciated in value significantly, and it was convenient to go to school, so running into teachers and students was quite common if one were to buy a house in the vicinity of a school.

Alexander then said he would take care of the house matters and told Atra Blanc not to worry about it.

Afterwards, he told Atra Blanc some fibs to coax her into letting Purple Summers go see him.

Atra Blanc did not suspect a thing.

Purple Summers pretended to be oblivious, sitting dazed in the car as she headed to the Howard Family estate.

She still felt guilty and wondered when these days of sneaking around would ever come to an end.

…

By the time she arrived at the estate, the sky had completely darkened, and the dining room was lit by Italian style crystal chandeliers, the light bright and splendid.

Melodious music echoed around, accompanied by laughter, as if the room was filled with guests and toasts were being exchanged in a bustling scene.

When Purple Summers walked in, she found only three people there: Alexander Summers, Lily Howard, and Sarah.

Lily Howard and Sarah were dancing by the dining table, their moves not grand, but their laughter was loud.

Alexander Summers was drinking alone, looking rather troubled, but a smile appeared in his eyes when he saw Purple Summers enter.

“Come here.” Alexander walked over in a few strides, pulling Purple Summers over to his side. He’d had enough of watching the two show off their affection.

The untouched food on the table made it obvious that they were all waiting for her.

Purple Summers’ gaze landed on Sarah’s belly, curious—was there already a Little Baby inside?

“She just found out she’s got two bars on the test and she couldn’t be more proud,” Alexander said, “Probably only about two weeks old.”

Purple Summers asked, “Isn’t it too early for her to fly?”

“Hmm, Lily’s planning to wait until after three months when Sarah’s condition is stable to return to France.”

Purple Summers found it all very strange, not having seen Sarah for a while only to find out she was now carrying a new life, and moreover, it was from the seed of Thirteenth Young Master Howard…

Lily led Sarah over, smiling as they greeted Purple Summers. She was radiant, her face seemingly glowing, and her whole being was full of energy and joy.

Purple Summers didn’t know whether to congratulate Lily on becoming a mom, a dad, or perhaps… an aunt?

“How about the two of you, when are you planning to handle your matters?” Lily lifted her glass, smiling as she asked her and Alexander.

Purple Summers thought: That’s still a long way off.

Yet, Alexander said, “This summer vacation.”

“What?” Purple Summers looked at him in surprise.

Alexander said, “It’s May now, and by the time Sarah is three months along, it’ll be the August vacation period. We can go to France then to check out the future Howard heir’s residence, register our marriage, and have a honeymoon while we’re at it.”

As soon as Lily saw the bewildered expression on Purple Summers’ face, she realized she was completely unaware and burst into laughter, “Roy Howard, you are shameless! Purple hasn’t agreed yet. If you want to marry, at least propose first!”

Then teasingly asked Purple Summers, “He wants to marry you, do you agree or not?”

Purple Summers subconsciously shook her head. She wasn’t prepared at all, how could she suddenly get married?! No, no…

Alexander said, “Agree and we get married, disagree and I’ll push for a wedding, there’s no difference.”

Lily laughed uncontrollably, lying over the table without any concern for her image, “Purple, how can you tolerate this guy… hahahaha…”

Purple Summers silently sliced the steak on her plate; she too found it peculiar, how had she endured it?

Thinking about the mental journey of the past half a year, she found it rather bittersweet.