Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1524

Sylvain's patience was approaching the end of his tether. The impulse to storm out of the restaurant with Robin was ballooning within him, but still, he pressed it back as hard as he could.

Ursula, however, took Sylvain's lack of outward reaction as a victory. Beaming a little, she continued, "Now, I heard from Syl that you two aren't living together. Why is that? Aren't you married to him? Or are you such a homebody that you can't bear to part with your family, huh?"

Robin was hardpressed to answer her, but she was well aware that she could never divulge the truth. She could not possibly tell her that one of the Coxes were not exactly approving of Sylvain, could she? Admitting to that was like begging for Ursula to hate her even more. "Um, it's not that…"

Sylvain took note of her misery and rescued her by answering his mother himself. "It's because her place is closer to her office, alright? Honestly, does it matter where we live? I'm gonna have to ask you again: lay off your hands from our business. You should put your focus on your own."

Ursula raised her voice. "Excuse me for being your mother, boy! What's wrong with me asking for my son? As your mom, I have the right to ask about every single little thing about you and your life, wouldn't you agree? Back to you, Robin. Sylvain's got a very lucrative career, doesn't he? So what about your job? How much do you earn in a month?

"Imagine still living with your parents just for that meager sum of salary... Pardon me for asking, but how is the way you live no different from not being married? Also, Sylvain is old enough to have children. Are you two telling me that you're not considering posterity? Pfft. You really need to think beyond yourself, you know, Robin?"

Robin was stung into biting her lips. She sank into yet another bout of silence.

Sylvain, however, was livid. "Goddamn it, what's a man gotta do to have you shut up? I repeat myself: this is between the two of us! It's got hell to do with you! Yes, you're my mother. So what? This, right here, falls under my private affair; you simply have no right to control it! For your information, I don't give a damn how much money she makes because if she's happy, I'm happy! Besides, you flap that trap ranting about Robin staying with her parents, but if she did move into my place, what's that same trap gonna say? You're only gonna find even more things to trash-talk her, and you know it!"

Ursula herself was so furious that her chest was puffing. "Sylvain Trudeau, how dare you! Everything I do is wrong, isn't it?! Everything I say is wrong and needs your immediate correction, doesn't it? I am your mother. I have all the authority in the world to point out your wife's every folly! But you, oh, you jump right into defending her, all the time, like she's some damsel that needs your dashing heroic saving!"

Sylvain tugged on Robin's wrist. "Come on, we're leaving. Let her have her precious meal alone."

He gave no reply but left the restaurant with her instead.

Sylvain was not some child who could not tell the line between reason and otherwise, and he refused to put up with her petulant attitude just because she was his mother.

Once the two returned to the villa, Robin espied the clock on the wall. “Hey, I gotta get back now, okay? When your mom’s back, please have a good talk to, um, iron things out for a bit, alright? No fighting, Sylvain,” she comforted. “My mom treats you terribly, too, but you’re strong enough to endure it. In the same vein, I’m strong enough to endure the way your mom treats me too. All we need is time. In time, we’ll see the light at the end of the tunnel, right? For that, all of these little tribulations are nothing.”

Sylvain suddenly lurched and pulled her into his embrace, hugging her so tightly that one wondered if he feared that she would slip past his grasp.

“Stay with me, please?”