Thank you all for sending me feedback to my previous chapter. Originally I wanted to write a little more this time, but due to many things that are happening in real life, I have decided to publish a short chapter. Please bear with me, and I will try to update soon again. Many thanks for your patience and understanding!
The following is the teaser:
Meanwhile, although her cheek burnt with pain, she simply swallowed her tears, expecting another blow from her grandpa. Ever since he had found out her affair with Paul, her grandpa had been very stern to her, not to mention that he had been on edge all the time. Hence, her open protest just now must have filled him with wrath in spite of her perpetual plea of not forcing her to marry her cousin in America.
In the beginning, when she had first known about the prearranged marriage as a young teenage girl, she had fantasized about falling in love with her handsome cousin based on his portrait drawn by an artist. Years later, knowing that he would study in London, she had even romanticized how they would meet for the first time. However, her dream had gradually shattered by the fact that he had declined her grandpa’s invitations again and again. Then, her grandpa had decided to send her to study in America, and being more independent and popular among peers, men or women, had further opened her eyes.
Roughly a year ago, when Beatrice had returned to Scotland for the summer, she had finally met Aunt Elroy, who had admired her and assured her that William would eventually show up one day. It was by chance the young lady had found out that her cousin had resided in London for months by then. That had been the last straw to her. Her pride had been wounded, and her mindset had significantly changed. She had come to acknowledge that her cousin had had no interest in meeting his betrothed at all. It was around that time she had expressed her wish to choose her own path, including her husband. Unfortunately, her grandpa had disregarded her by steadfastly holding his ground. He had always been quick-tempered as far as she could remember, so whenever she had broached the subject again he would get aggravated.