Journey to Happy Ending

Chapter 1801 There Was Louisa Again (Part One)

"Justin, how do you feel about Joyce?" Jasmine had considered that it would be wonderful if Joyce

could become her sister-in-law one day.

"Why do you suddenly ask such a strange question?" Justin was reluctant to answer any questions

about women, especially about Joyce, whom he didn't want to consider romantically.

"You see, I like Joyce. She's really beautiful, and if she marries you, wouldn't that be wonderful for both Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

of us?" Jasmine beamed with joy as she explained her reasoning to Justin. She really thought this was

a good idea.

"No way!" Justin directly and vehemently vetoed her proposal.

"But why? She's single, and you're single too. I think that you are a perfect match." Jasmine pouted,

very upset by his reaction. How could he disagree? It was such a wonderful notion in her eyes.

"It is very simple - I just don't love her! She is just like a sister to me, the same as you are to me. You're

both my sisters. That's it," Justin said very seriously, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. He was not

going to entertain such wild ideas.

"But love can develop over time. I heard that Mommy and Daddy were also in an arranged marriage.

But everyone can see how much they love each other now." To reach her goal, Jasmine was trying her

best to persuade Justin.

"Jasmine, you only see their happiness at present. But you don't know how miserable Mommy was

before. Anyway, I don't approve of a marriage which isn't built on love from the beginning." Justin was a

little annoyed. They were always trying to fix him up with Joyce recently.

"Okay. It's fine, if you don't like her. But did you have to shout it out so loudly? You scared me!"

Jasmine placed a trembling hand over her chest. She was really frightened by his raised voice.

"I don't want to hear nonsense like that anymore. If you really want a sister-in-law, I will try my best to

find one." Justin didn't have any idea as to what his future wife would be like. But he valued feelings

above all other considerations. As long as he loved her, then everything would work out.

"But Justin, I can't help but wonder why you feel so annoyed at the mere mention of Joyce?" If he really

didn't like Joyce, she would stop nagging once he clearly showed his stand. But what was wrong with

him? His excessively strong disapproval made her confused.

"It is because you are always trying to matchmake us." Justin also realized that he had overreacted, so

he softened his voice.

"I just casually mentioned it. Don't get all upset about it. No one is forcing you to marry her," Jasmine

said in frustration. 'Come on, just laugh it off now, ' she thought.

"Okay, let's drop it. We're here, you can get out of the car now," Justin said while stepping out of the

vehicle. Only then did Jasmine realize that they had already arrived home. She watched Justin stride

towards the house, with angry steps. She was still confused and hurt by his earlier outburst. He had

been so rude to her!

After entering the house, Justin immediately went upstairs. When he met Edward on the stairway, he

only shot a cold glance at him and silently walked past.

"Jasmine, what happened to him? He seems very angry," Edward asked Jasmine, who followed behind

in Justin's wake, wondering who had offended his son.

"I don't know." Jasmine looked at Edward unseeingly and replied absentmindedly, before she too

disappeared upstairs.

"What? What happened to you two? You're both acting so strange!" Edward became vexed. He had

done nothing to be rebuffed like that! He wondered why they were so unhappy with him.

"What is all this fuss about?" Daisy asked as she walked out of the kitchen. She had only been gone a

few minutes to take the tea set, and she couldn't understand his sudden upset tone or indignant

attitude.

"Who else could make me this angry, but your endearing son and daughter?" Edward cast Daisy a

sullen glance, as if she was the one to blame for his unhappiness. The children were after all hers!

"You sounded as if they were not yours. Let's have the truth, spit it out! What did they do to you just

now?" Daisy looked at him, greatly amused. She was not angry at all.

"They looked as if I owed them money. They didn't even say hello to me, and Jasmine just growled at

me. You need to remind them to watch their manners!" Edward looked pitiful, as if he was a child who

was bullied by a bigger kid, and was now seeking shelter from his mother.

"Did they perhaps quarrel with each other?" Daisy looked up at the direction of their rooms with

motherly concern. Yes, it was highly likely that they had argued with each other just now.

"How could that be possible? Justin is a good brother who loves his sister dearly. It is impossible that

he would argue with her." Edward repudiated Daisy's question with a sullen look. He felt that this was

an impossibility as the children loved each other, and Daisy was stupid to ask such a question.

"Nothing is impossible. You also love me. But aren't you quarreling with me right now?" Daisy stared

back calmly and set the tea service on the table. She didn't want to talk about this anymore.

"It is all because of them that I lost my temper." Edward's voice trailed off, as he realized that his

arbitrary argument was no longer up for discussion.

"Oh! So, since you can't do anything to them, you decided to vent your anger on me instead." Daisy

was exasperated. The trouble had started with his free-range-education methods. He did not enjoy his

children's respect, because he had often laughed off their inappropriate behavior, thus losing his

authority over them.

"Sorry, honey. I was just so mad at them! I didn't mean to take it out on you with a temper tantrum. I'm

sorry," Edward hurriedly apologized, seeking her favor and forgiveness. He could offend anyone but his

wife in this house. It was important to respect this unspoken law, because it would decide whether he

would sleep in the study, or in the master bedroom tonight.

"Really?" While making the tea, Daisy maintained her air of inequity with an intimidating tone.

"Of course! I have never lied to you." Since he had given his promise to her, he would always act with

fealty, and love her till death.