What?!
Francis leaped up, "What did you say?!"
His head was buzzing, he seriously suspected he had tinnitus, his auditory nerves were hallucinating.
Mona looked helpless, as if she wanted to faint. Alas, what was coming had come, this damned intuition!
"I, want, to, marry, Xin'er," Kristino looked at his father and said each word with utmost clarity.
Francis was startled by his son's expression and retreated repeatedly.
No...
Dizzy...
Blurry vision...
"I don't agree!" The old man trembled with anger, wanting to slap this rebellious son to death. "She is your sister!"
Kristino stubbornly said, "When I fell in love with her, she was just an adopted daughter that Mommy took in from the orphanage."
"A sister without blood relation, if you love, you love."
"I can't control my heart being attracted to her."
Du Ruoxin was so special, so beautiful, as if her appearance was tailor-made for him.
Francis glared at his son in anger, wishing he could bore holes in this unfilial wretch, "You're talking nonsense! She is!"
Mona, who was innocently caught in the crossfire: "..."
What does it have to do with her?
Why isn't he talking nonsense to his dad?
Kristino bowed respectfully to his parents, his tone leaving no room for doubt, and very domineeringly, he said, "Xin'er has already agreed. Tomorrow, I will hold the wedding with her in the church."
"If you don't want to attend, then don't come."
Francis: "..."
Mona: "..."
The couple was shocked into cross-eyed stares.
What? Ruoxin agreed?
That... this...
The Duke and Duchess's minds were a thousand thoughts, as tangled as a knot tied with death.
"Xin'er and I will most likely not have children," Kristino continued, "I've thought it through. The family's future inheritance will come from Angus and Lanny's children, and Doudou."
Francis: "..."
Mona: "..."
The two were again shocked into speechlessness.
They—
"Tomorrow, I will invite the Rong family, including Rong Jingyang, to attend the wedding and witness Xin'er and my happiness."
After speaking, Kristino left without regard for his parents' reactions.
Mona watched her son's retreating back, her lips parting several times, wanting to call out "Stop," but in the end, she didn't say it.
Alas.
Kristino had even thought of a fallback plan. Even if she didn't approve, how could she stop her son whose mind was made up?
Du Ruoxin...
Her and her mother, were they here to ruin her life?
Not only did they insert an unremovable needle into her marriage, but they also wanted to ruin her son...
No!
She couldn't let Kristino have his way.
Mona suddenly pinched her husband's waist.
"Ouch, ouch." Francis jumped up in pain, "You scoundrel, stop for me!"
However, the empty corridor only held the faint warmth Kristino had left behind.
The old man pointed into the distance and cursed, "Stop!"
But he didn't chase after him.
Mona glanced at her husband's feigned distress, her face dark, and said coldly, "I don't agree either. What do you plan to do?"
Francis also observed his wife, "Well... I think..."
"Did Kristino instigate Ruoxin's divorce?"
Mona nodded—highly likely.
She knew her son all too well. Once Kristino set his sights on something, he would get it.
"So..." Francis, while speculating, watched his wife's reaction, as if Mona's every word and deed determined the scale of his own speech, "Does Ruoxin feel... Kristino is better than Rong Jingyang, that's why she insisted on divorcing?"
Hearing her husband's analysis, Mona shot him a fierce glare, "I want you to find a solution!"
"How to separate our son from Du Ruoxin!"
"Not for you to spout nonsense!"