Chapter 895
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With the speakerphone echoing his mother’s sharp words, Kenny’s brow furrowed. He cast a nervous glance at Rosanna, his cheeks flushed with shame. His mother had spoken without any consideration for his dignity.
Rosanna responded by slipping her fingers into his, her eyes full of encouragement.
Elsa’s patience was wearing thin. “Why aren’t you answering me?”
Taking a steadying breath, Kenny asked, “Mom, why are you calling?”
Instead of answering Elsa’s question, he asked one of his own.
Elsa saw straight through him, her voice sharp as glass. “You’re with Rosanna right now, aren’t you?”
Her tone was domineering as she continued in a loud voice, “Just say it. Yes or no!”
Embarrassment and unease washed over Kenny.
Watching his discomfort grow, Rosanna frowned. He had always struggled to assert himself.
She leaned in close and whispered to him, “Tell her no.”
Kenny lied, “No, I’m with Ethan.”
That seemed to satisfy Elsa at last. She believed that Kenny wouldn’t lie to her. Relief softened her voice. “Kenny, you need to listen. Rosanna’s too reckless for her own good. She’s bound to lead you down the wrong path. Marry her, and she’ll be the one calling all the shots at home. You won’t get a word in. I can’t let that happen. Break up with her, and I’ll find someone better for you.”
“Mom, that’s enough. I still need to talk with Ethan, so I’ll have to hang up now.” Fear gnawed at Kenny—he didn’t want Rosanna to hear any more of this. If she realized how unreasonable Elsa was, it would make reconciling in the future even harder.
“We’re not done here. You know I’m in the hospital. Why haven’t you visited me?” Elsa reproached him, hoping to make him come care for her. That way, he wouldn’t have time to spend with Rosanna.
Kenny tried to explain, saying, “I’ve been busy.”
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However, Elsa responded, “What could possibly matter more than looking after me? Come here now.”
“Mom, I can’t make it tonight. Work starts early tomorrow, and I have responsibilities I can’t ignore. I need to get some rest.” With that, Kenny ended the call, frustration still simmering in his chest.
Turning to Rosanna, he spoke in an apologetic tone. “Don’t take my mother’s words to heart. My decision is made. Tomorrow marks the start of my duty, and you’ll be returning to base. Chances are, we won’t see much of each other for a while, but my mother won’t cause trouble for you. Once our marriage application is approved by the military, we’ll get married. No matter what my mother thinks, I will marry you.”
A bright smile spread across Rosanna’s face. Kenny’s willingness to push back against his mother for the sake of their future made her feel pleased.
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