It Was He Who Provoked Me

Cynthia never doubted her grandfather, and even less the affection of the Quinns towards her. However, this time, the attitude of her grandfather and uncle made her heart inevitably suspicious. Why were they so against her marriage?

"Grandfather, if you don't want to tell me, there's no need to come up with a random excuse. I can wait," Cynthia said calmly, placing the peeled apple on the table. She casually picked up a tissue, wiping her fingertips slowly. "Whenever you're ready to tell me, I'll consider whether to annul the marriage."

Saying that, she tossed the crumpled tissue into the trash can and left with measured steps. Henry frowned as he watched Cynthia's departing figure. His niece always had a strong will. Once she made up her mind, it was difficult to change.

After leaving the hospital room, Cynthia received a call from Jacob. He inquired about Old Mr. Quinn's health before Cynthia brought up the topic of the engagement.