On the other side, at Quinns Villa, Catrin couldn’t help but scoff as she read more through online threads. "An insignificant man like him could never be my son-in-law. I would never accept," she said, before glancing at Idris, who sat nearby, lost in his own thoughts.
Catrin expected him to respond, but when he didn’t, her brows furrowed in annoyance. "Idris, I am talking to you. Are you even listening to me?"
"Is there anything more to listen from you?" he asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "I think I have already heard you enough, Catrin. I can’t bear to listen anymore." He then picked up a magazine and began flipping through it.
Catrin was not one to back down easily. She stood up and walked to him, holding out the tablet for him. "Here, look at this, and then tell me if you still think I was wrong to react the way I did earlier."
Idris glanced briefly at the tablet, but made no move to take it. Looking up at her, he said firmly, "I don’t have to look at anything to tell you what you did today was wrong, Catrin. No matter how you try to justify it, your actions won’t be right."
"Idris!"
"Really, Catrin? Do you think you can justify disowning our daughter with anything?" His sharp gaze pinned her in place. "She is our daughter —our own flesh and blood. Disowning her is like to fleshing her out of our own selves. That’s simply cruel."
"I didn’t disown her, Idris! Do you think I would do that?" Catrin snapped, disbelief lacing her voice. "I was just trying to scare her into understanding my point … thinking she would understand what I was asking her. But I never imagined that man would hold such an influence over her —that she would be willing to choose him over us, her parents."
"Scare her?" Idris repeated, as if the idea were laughable. "She is no longer a kid to scare, Catrin. And even if she were, what kind of parent uses fear like that? You crossed every line today. Instead og realizing your mistake, you doubled down and acted out of ego —blocking her cards as if that would bring her back. Didn’t you see it would make things worse?"
Catrin felt those words like daggesr to her heart. She never though Idris would question her intentions. She opened her mouth to defend herself, but no words came out that made it sound reasonable. In the end, she looked down at the tablet, searching in her conviction.
"Maybe, you didn’t, Idris," she said, pulling the magazine from his hands and replacing it with the tablet. "Look at this and then tell me again if what I did was wrong."
"Cat—"
"Catrin, how does that even matter?" Idris couldn’t understand why his wife was so bent towards such matrialistic things which doesn’t hold any value in the real world. "The only thing that matters is that Arwen has chosen him a, and being her parents we should accept her choice." freewёbnoνel.com
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