Mrs. Wimbleson trembled with rage. This Helle was really eloquent and her argument was invulnerable to refutation.
"Mom, don't say any more. I love Helle, and my love for her stays unchanged."
After Ramses said these words, he turned his head and glanced at Helle at the side. Her face was full of indifference, but the tips of her ears were quietly turning red.
So cute.
This bold idea suddenly popped up in Ramses' mind, which even surprised him.
It was really the first time he had felt this way.
"I won't agree to your being together, no matter what you say!" Mrs. Wimbleson stood up abruptly, "I really regret agreeing to let Helle come to our house. If it weren't for her, why didn't all of you listen to me?"
After leaving these words, she went upstairs alone, leaving the remaining six people looking at each other in embarrassment.