Marrying a Dumb Husband

As the hall quietened down, Agatha left with Emmett and Savannah. Uneasiness rose in Madelyn as she stared at their backs. All this while, she tried so hard to keep Emmett in her sight so that that he wouldn’t be a threat to Osborn once the former recovered. Keeping an eye on Emmett was no easy task, now that Agatha had left, and she brought Emmett with her after the whole mess. “Madelyn, are you alright? Does your knee hurt?” Logan couldn’t care less whether Emmett was staying with Agatha or not. He comforted her as he wiped away the tears streaming down her face.

“My intention was for Savannah to kneel and apologize, so why should you kneel? Your soft-heartedness is the reason others pick on you.” “I’m too useless. That’s why I can’t leave you.” Logan’s heart ached for Madelyn as she stared at him so delicately. Logan hugged and comforted Madelyn, “Now. Now. Just let Emmett stay with Agatha so you wouldn’t be so worried about him. Tomorrow I’ll bring Osborn to consult the best specialist for his head injury. I’ll make sure that there won’t be a scar.” Madelyn nodded obediently in his embrace. Osborn didn’t care about the lie his mother told.

His only concern was that he was thoroughly humiliated by Savannah. He could not just leave it be and vowed to find a chance to repay the favor. Once Savannah and Emmett arrived at Agatha’s house, Agatha patted Emmett’s hand and ordered Mary, “Ask for dinner to be prepared earlier and add a few more dishes that Emmett likes.”

Mary headed into the kitchen to make the necessary arrangements. “Thank you, Grandma,” said Savannah gratefully. Agatha gazed lovingly at Emmett. “You should be grateful for Emmett because he was the one who called Mary.” Disbelief filled Savannah at the thought of Emmett helping her. Emmett rolled his head and said, “I’m hungry. I saw all of you not eating but fighting upstairs, so I can only ask Mary to bring me food.” Savannah didn’t believe his explanation but didn’t push further since Agatha was present. “Thank you, Emmett,” chuckled Savannah. Emmett scratched his head in confusion yet simply nodded. Mary had prepared a whole table of dishes. All three of them ate dinner quietly. Despite the silence,

Savannah still felt a sense of warmth she never experienced before. The furnishings in Agatha’s house were simple. There wasn’t much extravagance to it. Agatha seemed energetic when she roared at her son earlier, but she didn’t eat much during dinner. The spoon she held in her hand was shaking. Savannah wasn’t sure if Agatha’s trembling was from being mad at Logan and Madelyn or her health. So she just scooped softer foods onto the latter’s plate and encouraged her to eat more.

Mary chuckled at the side. “Mrs. Quaker is such an attentive person. Now, Old Mrs. Quaker doesn’t have to be so worried about Emmett not being well taken care of.” Agatha was silent for a long while as she took a bite of the food Savannah scooped for her. “Yes. I can rest easy now.” Savannah noticed Agatha’s slow reaction and was worried that it was an early symptom of dementia. While they were having tea after dinner, Mary arranged for Emmett’s and

Savannah’s personal belongings to be moved into Agatha’s house from the main house. Agatha tiredly said, “Both of you go upstairs and take a look at the room. There’s no need for you to accompany an old lady like me. Savannah, please help Emmett arrange his belongings. Let’s turn in early tonight.” “Alright,” Savannah agreed and noticed Emmett was playing with the tea leaves in the teacup. Agatha said, “Savannah, I know you felt aggrieved from today’s incident.

But try to stay away from Osborn and keep your thoughts away from this mess. Bring Emmett to Mashion tomorrow and complete the handover with Brooklyn. Javon will be there, so don’t worry that Brooklyn will mistreat you.”

Savannah nodded. She didn’t think Agatha had already arranged everything for them. “One more thing, I heard from your father that you studied fashion design abroad, managing Mashion would be a good chance for you to apply what you had learned. I believe that you will develop the company further,” said Agatha confidently. Fashion design? Her university major was indeed fashion design.