Chapter 1197
Wyatt was shaking with rage. “What Fletcher? It’s Fischer!”
“Oh, then Wyatt Fischer.”
The old man certainly knew how to be sarcastic.
After that retort, Fischer-no, wait, Wyatt-was so furious he couldn’t even form a sentence.
Walter looked back at Wendy. “Well, Wendy? What do you think?”
Wendy had met Wesley before. Truth be told, he looked refined and cultured. While
he wasn’t as good at sweet-talking girls as Wyatt, he was definitely a grounded, mature, and reliable man.
“If Wesley doesn’t mind, I’m open to it.”
Walter was right.
She had poured so much into this relationship; why should she let Wyatt off the hook so easily?
Honestly, if Walter wasn’t so old, she would have considered marrying his youngest son-Wyatt’s father-just so she could become Wyatt’s stepmother.
Having Wyatt forced to bow to her and serve her drinks at every holiday would be the ultimate satisfaction!
The onlookers, including Claire and her roommate, all realized that Wendy was downright ruthless.
She was actually entertaining the offer!
But on second thought, it was entirely Wyatt’s fault.
If he hadn’t pushed her over the edge, would she even be considering something so drastic?
“No way! I refuse!”
Wyatt felt utterly humiliated.
If his ex-girlfriend married his cousin, he’d be the laughingstock of the family for the rest of his life.
People who didn’t know the truth would think his cousin had stolen his girl.
Of course Wyatt was against it!
The whole reason he treated Melanie as a goddess was because he liked soft, submissive girls, not a dominant, strong-willed woman like Wendy.
Deep down, Wyatt still harbored a bit of a macho complex.
He couldn’t stand the fact that Wendy tried to manage every aspect of his life.
But the rest of the Hudson family thought his personality was flawed and believed he needed a wife who could keep him in check.
The family was beyond thrilled with Wendy.
The only one unhappy was Wyatt himself.
He wanted to reap all the benefits of Wendy treating him well, while rebelling against her authority.
He wanted all the perks with zero accountability—the kid was just incredibly selfish. “Does your refusal matter?”
Walter brought his cane down hard against his grandson’s backside again Your opinion means nothing Let me tell you, Wyatt Forrester you’ve already been kicked out of this family!”
Wyatt was speechless. He hadn’t even been officially disowned yet, and his last
name was being butchered beyond recognition.
The old general’s hatred for anyone tied to Sundara ran deep.
“Grandpa, you can’t be this unreasonable.”
Wyatt still tried to argue his case.
But every time the cane struck him, the searing pain made him wince.
It wasn’t until Wyatt completely surrendered, swearing he would cut all ties with that
Sundara woman, that Walter finally stopped hitting him.
Wyatt, having nearly lost his real name in the process, sobbed uncontrollably.
He clutched his backside, limping pathetically as he walked.
Walter’s public thrashing wasn’t entirely without merit.
At the very least, it served as a loud wake-up call to the other guys who had been bewitched by Melanie.
Even if they truly liked her and wanted to date her, could they actually get past their own parents?
The deep-seated historical tensions with Sundara had left a permanent mark on the older generation.
Their predecessors had fought tooth
and nail to protect Solenia, and it
certainly wasn’t so their
descendants could just blindly
forgive and forget.
A good number of students immediately lost all romantic interest in Melanie.
Sometimes, sheer brute force worked miracles.
administration was.ne
Seeing the swarm of male students
hovering around Melanie rapidly decrease, the university
grateful to Walter.
As for how Melanie felt about it, nobody really cared.
Even Wendy was in high spirits; it wasn’t as if her world revolved around Wyatt
anyway.