Marrying a Dumb Husband

Chapter 74 You Are Much Better Than Her

“Do you want Sydney to marry into our family so you have someone to accompany you?” Agatha asked blandly.

Savannah didn’t know if she should nod or shake her head. She had no wish to see Sydney marry into the Quaker family at all—in fact, Savannah was only helping Sydney to marry Osborn so she could get out herself.

“I’m not sure,” Savannah replied with her head bowed. “After she discovered that she was pregnant and Osborn refused to take responsibility, she came to me to ask for help. I didn’t think too much of it. All I hope is that she can give birth to the child safely—after all, the baby is innocent.”

Agatha remembered the past incident immediately. “Was this why you snuck into Osborn’s room the last time? Were you looking for something of his that could help Sydney conduct the DNA test?”

Savannah nodded her head, admitting it.

“Well, what did you manage to get your hands on?” Agatha demanded.

Savannah replied, “I found a few strands of Osborn’s hair, which I passed to Sydney.”

“Alright, I got it,” Agatha sighed. “You didn’t think this through, did you? Once Sydney marries Osborn with that baby in her stomach, both Emmett and yourself will lose your standing in this family. I might be able to protect you both for now, but I can’t do that for the rest of your lives.”

Savannah fell silent. She hadn’t thought about this at all. Emmett’s position in the family had been the last thing on her mind—once she left the family, she thought, none of this would be any of her business anyway.

However, Emmett had actively encouraged her to do this. This thought must have passed through his mind at least once.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t think this through.”

Agatha leaned back into her seat with a grim expression. “If the baby in Sydney’s stomach truly belongs to Osborn, the Quaker family will be responsible for raising that child. You were right to tell me about this matter, but you shouldn’t have told me about this in front of everyone. In doing so, you showed the whole world that you wanted Sydney to become a mistress of the Quaker family, just like yourself.”

Savannah looked rather confused. “If the baby in her stomach is Osborn’s, can the Quaker family take the child and refuse to let her marry into the family?”

Agatha smiled sinisterly. “Of course. It depends on how you want to consider the matter. There are lots of ways to do that.”

Savannah understood her intentions at once. While Agatha regarded the family’s descendants with grave importance, she didn’t like Sydney at all.

“Old Mrs. Quaker, you wanted Sydney to marry Emmett before, didn’t you? Why don’t you want her to marry into the Quaker family now?”

In a cold voice, Agatha replied, “In the past, I heard from others that Sydney was a nice, wholesome girl. However, after she promised to marry Emmett in front of me, she told her father that she had changed her mind. She then forced you to return to the country to marry Emmett on her behalf. That girl is shallow, manipulative, and selfish…thank goodness she didn’t marry Emmett in the first place.”

Agatha’s expression softened as she looked at Savannah. “You’re much better than her.”

Hearing these words, Savannah felt rather touched all of a sudden. Ever since she arrived in the Quaker family, no one had told her that she was better than Sydney.

Everyone here seemed to be of the opinion that Sydney was the best and the brightest, while Savannah was a country bumpkin who had appeared out of nowhere.

Savannah knew that she would be sorry to leave Agatha behind when she left the Quaker family for good.

Agatha probably liked her because she was married to Emmett, who was her favorite grandchild, but this was the first time Savannah had met an older family member who was truly fond of her.

“I’m unworthy of your praise, Old Mrs. Quaker.”

Agatha took her hand and said, “You are a very nice girl, you just need more self-confidence! Stop thinking that you’re inferior to others. With you around to help Emmett, I can stop worrying.”

“Actually, Emmett…is more intelligent than most people think. I don’t think he’s stupid at all.” Savannah nearly blurted out Emmett’s secret—that he was only pretending to be dumb.

Agatha said fondly, “You always see the best in others. It’s great that you can see the good in Emmett.”

“No, I’m not worthy of a man like Emmett.” Savannah hoped that Agatha would find a better girl for him after she left.

Thinking that Savannah was merely being humble, Agatha smiled and said, “I think you suit each other very well. However, I must warn you not to interfere in the matter between Osborn and Sydney anymore. You should also steer clear of that girl—although the both of you are sisters, she doesn’t treat you as such. After she marries into the Quaker family, she’ll see you as a rival.”

“Got it, Old Mrs. Quaker.” Savannah knew exactly what sort of person Sydney was. She never expected a word of thanks from her—it would be great enough if Sydney didn’t harm anyone.

As the car pulled up to the Quaker residence, Savannah took out a thin silk cardigan from her bag hesitatingly. Passing it to Agatha in its gift wrap, she said, “I designed this cardigan myself. It’s not much, but I hope you like it.”

Agatha tore open the gift packaging with a rather confused look on her face. When she saw the exquisite purple-pink silk fabric, she ran her hands over the delicate buttons and embroidery and exclaimed, “It’s beautiful!”

Savannah couldn’t help but smile. Emmett had prepared an expensive present for Agatha and presented it as a present from Savannah and himself at the celebration just now.

She had seen for herself how grand and magnificent the gifts from everyone else were. Frankly, she had made a cardigan for Agatha, but she felt too embarrassed to pass it to her in front of everyone.

She had finally passed it to Agatha when no one else was around, and Agatha found it very nice. Savannah felt that her effort these past few days had been worth it after all.

She turned to Agatha and wished her a happy birthday again. “Old Mrs. Quaker, I wish you health and prosperity.”

“Oh, what a good girl.” Agatha shook out the cardigan and tried it on enthusiastically.

As they spoke, the car rolled up to the gates of the Quaker residence. The chauffeur got out of the car and held the door open for them.

Mary got out of the car and helped Agatha out of her seat. She said, “There’s no need to hurry—I’ll help you put this on later, alright? Mrs. Quaker, you’re so good with your hands. It must have taken you a lot of effort to make such a lovely cardigan!”

Savannah smiled blandly. “It was worth it. I’m glad you like it, Old Mrs. Quaker.”

With Mary’s help, Agatha got out of the car unsteadily. Cheerfully, she replied, “Good girl. Call me Grandma like Emmett does from now on.”

Mary said immediately, “Indeed, Mrs. Quaker. Out of all the gifts she has received tonight, Old Mrs. Quaker likes yours the best.”

“Grandma,” Savannah quickly addressed Old Mrs. Quaker sheepishly. It still sounded rather strange to her. Still, she couldn’t help but envy Emmett for having such a nice grandmother.

Old Mrs. Quaker smiled and replied, “Good girl.”

Just as they were chatting merrily, Emmett and Nolan’s car pulled up behind them.

Emmett jumped out of the car. Nolan waved cheerfully at him and left in the car.

Emmett walked over to stand next to Savannah. “Grandma, Mary, what are the both of you laughing about? You certainly sound very happy. Let me in on the joke!”

Mary laughed and said, “Mr. Emmett, we were just talking about Mrs. Quaker’s skill with her hands. You’re very blessed to have a wife like her.”

“Oh, I see.” Emmett shot a foolish look at Savannah. “What can you do with your hands?”

Old Mrs. Quaker shook the cardigan at him playfully. “Oh, you silly boy! Your wife was nice enough to make me a cardigan as my birthday present.”

“You made one for Grandma? Why don’t I know about it? You’ve never told me about this,” Emmett said with a dazed expression on his face.

Old Mrs. Quaker tugged at Mary’s sleeve, sighing at her grandson’s stupidity. Helplessly, she said, “Let’s go in and try on this cardigan. Leave them to have a chat with each other.”

Mary snapped out of her daze and immediately went to help Old Mrs. Quaker back into the house.

Savannah and Emmett were left standing alone at the gate. They looked at each other, suddenly at a loss for words.