The Good Girl's Revenge

She didn't expect that she would be with the same person twice after so much happened, which was really unpredictable.

Mr. Xavier had prepared to say something, but now he didn't know how to start. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glare at his grandson.

"It's such a big deal. I can't believe you're hiding it from me. Hmph." He thought to himself.

"If that's the case, you can wed in a civil ceremony, and then pick a date to hold your wedding. It should have been done long ago.” Mr. Xavier combed his beard and said so.

He did not have too strict requirements for the choice of his granddaughter-in-law. Her personality was the priority and her family background was lesser. After all, there was no need for the Xaviers to marry a woman from a rich family to make things better.

Derek and Easton's eyes lit up and they all looked at Meredith. The anticipation in their eyes was identical

Meredith did not look at her son deliberately but lower her eyelids.

Mr. Xavier was the mighty existence in the Xaviers, and once he made up his mind, it was basically a foregone conclusion.

But strangely, after he said that, Meredith did not feel very happy in her heart.

"Sir, I don't want to marry into the Xaviers for the time being. We... We'll talk about it later.”

In an instant, the light in Derek's eyes dimmed. He stared at Meredith, his eyes filled with mixed emotions. He couldn't help but walk over and hold her hand firmly.

Because if he didn't, he felt like Meredith was getting further and further away from him

Mr. Xavier was stunned for a moment. He might not understand what Meredith was thinking at all. His face immediately darkened. Nobody should underestimate this old man because of his age. The demeanor in his bones suddenly attacked Meredith, "You don't want to get married? Give me a reason.”

Her brows tightened, and the resistance in her heart was instantly aroused. She only expressed her opinion, and Mr. Xavier's face completely changed.

"Oh, why should I tolerate the arrogance from the Xaviers?" She thought.

"I don't want to. There is no reason for that." For the first time since she came in, her face had turned gloomy.

"Hmph."

Mr. Xavier had been a powerful man for most of his life. He had always been a man of his word. Meredith was the second person who dared to disobey him, except for his grandson, Derek.

"You and Derek have a son, and you don't want to marry him? Do you want to abandon your son?" Meredith subconsciously held Easton's little hand tightly, "Of course not, I would never abandon my son. Since he is my son, then whether I marry Derek or not, Easton is my son. This cannot be changed.”

Mr. Xavier sneered, "Young girl, don't be so naive. Easton grew up in my the Xaviers since he was born. You can't take him with you with just one word.”

"If you hadn't married into our the Xaviers, of course, you would have nothing to do with our heir of the Xaviers. I'm not threatening you."

Meredith's heart tightened, "What do you mean?"

Derek saw that she was on the defensive again and knew that if his grandpa continued pushing her, the situation would only get worse.

"That's enough, grandpa. You promised me you wouldn't make things difficult.”

Mr. Xavier glared at him angrily, "Have you told me who she is? Have you told me that she doesn't want to marry you? You little bastard.”

"Grandpa, this is between me and Meredith. You don't have to interfere. Whether she wants to marry me, it's up to her. No one can force her.”

"Since you have already met her, we will leave first."

After Derek finished speaking, he took Meredith and Easton left. Mr. Xavier was furious.

But perhaps it was not a lucky day.

The three of them walked through the garden. Before they reached the gate, a beautiful woman in a cheongsam came towards them.

Meredith stopped and looked at the woman across from her. She would never forget that woman's face.

In her memory, every time Meredith saw that woman, she had never been nice to Meredith, either cold or arrogant. The way she looked at Meredith was as if she was looking at a piece of trash.

It was as if Meredith should be grateful that she could take a look at her. After all these years, those memories were still clear.

"Hey, grandma?" Easton whispered.

Derek frowned and tried to take Meredith to another way. Subconsciously, he didn't want the two of them to meet, "Meredith, let's go that way.”

She didn't move and looked at him expressionlessly, "Why do I have to take a detour when I meet your mother? Why? Do you think I don't deserve to meet her?"

Derek was a little helpless, "Meredith, you know that's not what I mean. You know my mother very well. I just don't want her to hurt you."

"Oh, really? She has hurt me that much. It makes sense for previous Meredith to hear your words, but it doesn't mean anything to me now.”

Derek, "..."

He was silent. Ever since they entered the Xaviers, Meredith seemed to have changed to another woman, very sensitive. It was the first time he had faced the extremely senstive Meredith, which made him feel a little helpless.

At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder if Meredith would really be willing to marry him and marry into the Xaviers now. His confidence suddenly swung,

which gave him an unprecedented sense of panic, but for the time being, he had no way to solve it. Easton stood between the two of them. He was smart enough to sense something from the occasional atmosphere and conversation between his parents.

But he was too young to be sure, even if he had some vague perception.

The grudges of the previous generation, Derek or Meredith did not want their young son to know too much and let the servant take him to another room.

Violet, who was across from them, saw them too. Her beautiful face and graceful figure made her look like a young woman in her early thirties even though she was over her forties. She looked the same as five years ago.

She came over and didn't even look at Meredith but only at Derek, "You're back. Come in." After that, she took the lead and walked into the house.

Derek frowned even tighter, "Mom, we're busy. We'll see you next time.”

Violet stopped and slowly turned around. Her cold and unchanged eyes finally rested on Meredith, but they only stayed for a second before moving away.

"It's been a long time, and you finally came back home once. As your mother, do I need to make an appointment if I want to see you?" Her voice was a little more dignified. Obviously, she was dissatisfied with her son's resistance.

As long as it was about her only son, Derek, she had always been consistently domineering throughout the years.

But ever since her son met the woman named Meredith a few years ago, her son, who had always been obedient and filial to her, had changed.