Chapter 595
Chapter 595:
The urge to rush to her side was overwhelming.
Standing firm, her eyes steady, her voice full of conviction, she didn’t need to say his name; her words said it all.
She wasn’t hiding their relationship; she was owning it.
As Cristian exhaled, a wave of relief washed over him, loosening the knots in his muscles.
The room, once enveloped in dreary grays, now burst with vibrant hues as if touched by an artist’s palette.
Fernanda, wielding the brush, stood radiant under the crystal chandelier, her beauty striking directly at the heart.
He felt a corner of his heart thaw, a rush of warmth filling the space. While everyone stared at Fernanda, Cristian and Robert remained unnoticed in the background.
Without warning, Robert surged from the sofa and approached Fernanda, delivering a sharp slap across her face.
Lost in her thoughts, Fernanda was unprepared for the assault, stumbling back from the impact.
“Dad!” Ector leapt forward, restraining Robert before he could strike again. “What are you doing?”
“You disgraceful girl!” Robert erupted, pointing accusingly at Fernanda. His eyes blazed with fury, his temples throbbing. “How dare you flaunt your feelings so openly? Where is your sense of shame? Don’t you know the first thing about decency?”
“I do, actually,” Fernanda retorted, sweeping her hair from her face with a defiant gesture, her gaze icy and mocking. “Knowing about decency is precisely why I ended the engagement with Bobby after meeting someone I truly cared for. I’m not one to juggle hearts. It seems not everyone is like you, after all.”
“You…” Overcome with fury at his daughter’s blunt defiance and her audacity to challenge him, Robert fumed, his rage palpable. Yet, restrained by Ector, he could not reach her.
“What’s wrong? Feeling embarrassed?” Fernanda’s tone was cool, her composure unshaken. “Recalling your own sordid escapades during your marriage? Sorry, I didn’t inherit your lack of principles, nor do I wish to emulate your ways. You see me as an asset, but I am perfectly fine standing on my own. I don’t need your meddling to grow.”
Robert’s face turned a deep shade of red. He hadn’t anticipated Fernanda airing their family’s dirty laundry in such a public manner.
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“Mr. Morgan,” Martin interjected, standing with firm resolve, his gaze penetrating. “Please, sit down and let’s discuss this rationally. Why resort to violence with your own child? Moreover, what is so shameful about her having someone she likes? The real shame lies in committing misdeeds and not owning up to them.”
Fernanda’s words brought back unpleasant memories for Martin, reminding him of Robert’s turbulent past with Lacie Cooper, Fernanda’s mother, and the disdain it had drawn from the Cooper family and from him, who had little regard for Robert.
Lacie, swept away by love, ignored every warning and chased after Robert, shutting out everyone’s advice.
Martin pondered if, during the rocky patches in Lacie and Robert’s relationship—especially when Robert’s darker side surfaced—he had exploded at Lacie with cruel words, insults, and even physical aggression.
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