Prosperous Marriage: Married to My Brother-in-law

Chapter 413 413_1

"Chris, you came down just in time." Scarlett Taylor, unable to win the argument against Ruby Bluen, heard her husband's call and immediately turned to him for help, hoping they could form an alliance.

"Mom, I actually think my eldest sister is very devoted and loyal," Leo Bluen said. "Her words just now touched even me. So what if Brother Marcel can never stand again? They love each other, and that's enough for them to live a happy life. They can live like normal people without needing anyone's pity."

Leo Bluen stepped past his father and came downstairs to support Ruby Bluen.

In this world, true lovers are the rarest of treasures, he thought. Isn't it said that adversity reveals true feelings? Marcel Horne had an accident and was in trouble. Now Ruby's attitude would truly show whether her feelings for him were genuine.

Scarlett Taylor swatted Leo. "Adults are talking, don't interrupt!"

Leo immediately cried out in protest, "Mom, I'm twenty-four years old! Am I still a child?"

He might be the youngest, but he certainly wasn't a child anymore, he fumed internally. He could tell what was good from bad, and the future of the Bluen consortium rested on his shoulders. Could a child really be clever enough to take over a massive consortium like the Bluen Family's?

"Scarlett, Leo is right." To Scarlett Taylor's surprise, Chris Bluen actually sided with Ruby Bluen. Wasn't Chris the one who, as her father, most opposed Ruby's marriage to Marcel? Hadn't he been arranging blind dates for her everywhere? How could it be that at this moment, she, her mother, had become the one trying to prevent her daughter's love? Scarlett wondered.

Chris Bluen came down and said coldly to Sovia Morris, "Mrs. Horne, we've received your request. You should go back to the hospital and take care of Marcel. We need to hold a family meeting here."

Sovia Morris looked deeply at Ruby Bluen, then nodded. She said, "Sorry for the intrusion," to Chris Bluen and left for the hospital.

The sun hadn't risen yet, and it was uncertain if it would appear at all. A winter without sunshine is particularly cold.

After Sovia Morris left, Chris Bluen sat down on the sofa and signaled for his wife and children to sit as well.

Once everyone was seated, he looked at Scarlett Taylor and sighed. "Scarlett, we all care about Ruby. But if we don't let her marry Marcel, we'll hurt her. Ruby's feelings for Marcel are much deeper than we thought. Moreover, now that Marcel is in trouble, if we really refuse and stop Ruby from marrying him, it would make Ruby seem heartless and ungrateful. How can our Bluen children be such people?" As he spoke, he sighed heavily again, his tone full of pity for Ruby. Why should his youngest daughter live such a happy life while his eldest had to endure so many twists and turns? In the end, they as parents were also to blame. It had been six years, and they still hadn't realized that Ruby did not love Glades Horne. Glades's concern for Julia had always been so obvious; how had they not realized that the person Glades loved was Julia? Perhaps if they, as experienced parents, had paid more attention to their children, Ruby and Marcel wouldn't have needlessly missed out on six years together. At the time, they too were blinded by the supposed 'romance' between Glades and Ruby, more excited about the union of the two families.

Ruby Bluen was extremely moved. She never expected her father, who had been most opposed to her relationship with Marcel, to give her his blessing and support.

Scarlett Taylor opened her mouth. How had she suddenly become the villain trying to break up her children's happiness? She was merely upset with Sovia Morris and had retorted against her. She never said she absolutely wanted to prevent Ruby from marrying Marcel.

"Miss, the bone porridge is ready. I've put it in a thermos for you," someone from the kitchen said, bringing out the bone porridge that Ruby Bluen had woken up early to prepare for Marcel Horne.

Ruby Bluen quickly stood up and took the thermos of bone porridge. Then she turned to her parents, saying, "Mom, Dad, I'm an adult. I can decide my own major life events. Please don't worry or feel sad for me. No matter what happens to Marcel, as long as we can be together, that's true happiness for us. I'm going to the hospital now; Marcel should be waking up around this time." After speaking, she picked up her bag, which she had brought downstairs earlier, and left with the thermos.

Chris Bluen and his wife did not stop her.

"In the future, I also want to marry a woman who is as devoted and loyal as my eldest sister," Leo Bluen blurted out.

「The Horne Family.」

UGH—

A sound of vomiting broke the silence in the room.

"Julia."

Glades Horne heard the sound of vomiting from the bathroom. He immediately sprang out of bed and rushed to the bathroom without even putting on his shoes. He saw Julia Bluen holding a toothbrush cup in her left hand and a toothbrush in her right. She looked like she was brushing her teeth, but she was vomiting.

"What's wrong?" Glades Horne asked anxiously as he took the items from her hands, freeing them.

Julia Bluen didn't have a chance to respond. It felt like her stomach was churning, making her want to vomit. She didn't know what was happening; as soon as she started brushing her teeth, she felt nauseous and wanted to throw up. She had just gotten up and hadn't had breakfast yet. With an empty stomach, the vomiting felt even worse.

Glades Horne kept patting her back gently, asking repeatedly, "Are you feeling better? Why are you vomiting? Are you unwell?"

After vomiting for a while, Julia Bluen finally stopped. She felt as if she was about to collapse.

Glades Horne tenderly handed her a clean, wet towel to wipe her mouth, then supported her as she walked out of the bathroom and sat back down on the bed.

"The real symptoms of pregnancy can be pretty uncomfortable," Julia Bluen muttered to herself. When she used to watch TV and saw people vomiting, she thought it was a bit exaggerated. Yesterday, to deceive the old lady, she had pretended to vomit. But that was just fake dry heaving; it didn't actually upset her stomach. Now that she was truly vomiting, she realized just how awful it felt.