Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband - Chapter 700

Chapter 700: Chapter 700: If there is a next time, I will never let it go
 

“Could you at least allow them to get up first? They are my parents, my parents!” Emily Walker struggled, her voice slightly raising.

“All get up!” Baron Stuart gruffly turned and commanded, knowing that if he didn’t let this couple stand up, the woman in his arms would not give it a rest.

On hearing this, Mr. and Mrs. Walker didn’t know whether they should get up or continue as they were for the time being.

After all, he had yet to promise that he would let Camila go.

“This is the last time. If there’s a next time, I will absolutely not let her off,” the man finished speaking, carrying the woman in his arms towards the living room.

Graham Berkeley and Angela Reid, only comprehending the meaning of his words after a moment, quickly rose from the ground.

“I will keep a close eye on her and will not let her cause any trouble again.” Graham Berkeley finally broke the silence. After this incident, it seemed that Camila has become fairly downcast and barely spoke to them.

In a way, that’s good. Perhaps this could make her change her ways and face some harsh realities.

The mother and daughter nearby didn’t really understand what exactly had happened. But seeing that things seemed to have been settled, they didn’t worry too much.

However, they didn’t know when their son would change his temper.

One thing was for certain—they could not let their own mother-in-law and father-in-law kneel before him.

Being carried onto the sofa, Emily Walker seemed somewhat gloomy.

She didn’t know if her future life would have to always be like this. In front of him, her family was always so insignificant, like servants, bearing no weight.

She did not expect to hold a place in his heart, but could he not at least give her a basic level of respect?

Even if it was merely on the surface, at least that way she would feel like she truly was his wife, and not a worthless person who could be discarded at any time.

Once they left the restaurant, it was time for the Walkers to leave. Seeing this, Emily Walker struggled free from Baron Stuart, “Dad, Mom, let me take you home.”

“They have a car and a driver. They need you to escort them?” The man in the sofa frowned upon hearing this.

Emily Walker, ignoring him completely, smiled at Angela Reid, “Wait for me.”

After speaking, she turned and went upstairs. When she came down, she had changed her loungewear and was holding a handbag.

It was obvious she was about to go out.

The man was unhappy, “What are you doing?”

“Taking my parents home.”

“Do they need you to escort them?”

“Whether they need it or not is their business. Whether I do it or not is my business. Not everyone is as cold-blooded as you.” Emily Walker turned her head. Though her tone seemed calm, her underlying stubbornness was not hard to identify.

She was clearly still mad at him for making her parents kneel in front of him.

But, was it him who made them kneel? Why did she seem so angry with him?

Did she call him cold-blooded?

Well, maybe he really was a bit cold-blooded.

But at least, he was not cold-blooded to her.

“Dad. Mom. Let’s go.” Emily guided her parents towards the door.

Perhaps she married a man who, whether in identity, background, or appearance, was the top of the class in the world. He was certainly very good to her, without a doubt.

Regardless of love, he truly cherished and protected her.

However, regarding her parents, he was not a good son-in-law.

Most parents would be disheartened if they had such a son-in-law. Were her parents also feeling the same way?