0.111 A Disaster Dinner

"So Ariana, tell me, why do you want to marry my son?" Madam Lowell asked and Ariana could already see the tortuous hell coming for her tonight. 

She didn't even have an answer to the question because she had no intentions of being with her son.

What was she going to say now? She didn't know if now would be the perfect time to break the news that she did not want to get married, and not even remain engaged anymore.

"We're engaged," Ariana let out as a matter of fact.

"And that is the only reason?" Mrs Lowell raised a dark eyebrow.

"Uh..." Ariana trailed off, wanting to get out of this awkward situation as soon as possible.

"What she meant was, there is no reason when we both love and trust each other," Derek held her hand over the table and Ariana refrained from throwing his palm away.

"And are you the one to interpret her words now, Derek?" Mrs Lowell turned to her son.