"Bruce, that was definitely wrong of Phina but think about the damage it would cause to our reputation and yours….if you still back away from the wedding."
"Reputation? Shouldn't that mean the Norton's daughters are wayward and their lifestyle places them in a shameful spot?" Bruce smirked.
My father's fist clenched.
But for me the word slammed hard against my chest. Over the years I had a crush on him…I had always been careful not to be tainted by any other man.
Over the years, he had been the only man I had sex with…how dare he say I was wayward.
Shouldn't he consider what had gone wrong with the wine?
Shouldn't he be asking to have the wine tasted to have an idea of its constituent….and why things had spiraled out of my control?
Besides, I was just here to accompany my sister meet with Oswald Dallas?
"My daughter's aren't wayward." Dad growled.
"Mr. Norton, this marriage…"
"Bruce…" I cut in before he could continue.
