"Shut up right now!" Lucas bellowed and flung away his glass in a fit of rage.
After jumping in surprise, Marianne quickly kneeled on the floor to clear the broken pieces of the glass. She even stuck her firm and perky butt right at Lucas in a seductive manner.
The man was stunned by her antics but quickly regained his composure and covered his forehead in annoyance. "Get out!"
"But Lucas—"
"I said, get out!" he hollered in a fury. This was the first time he had ever lost his temper before Marianne.
Shocked, Marianne scurried out of his room with the tray hastily.
Lisa happened to be ascending the stairs when she saw Marianne's exiting her son's room in a panic. She immediately demanded, "What happened?"
"Lucas is trying to drink his woes away, " Marianne explained, her eyes reddening. "I tried to persuade him to stop drinking, but he refused to listen and even yelled at me."
"Why would he drink without reason?" Lisa questioned, a tad irritated.
Marianne glanced around warily before inching nearer to whisper in her ear, "He must be in a foul mood after hearing some bad news."
"What bad news?" Lisa pressed.
Still leaning close to her ear, Marianne continued, "He heard Ms. Lierger calling her ex-husband and addressed him ‘Hubby.' She also told the kids that they were just friends, so there was no way they'd get married. That's why he—"
"That's outrageous!" Lisa raged.
Though she knew Carla did not love Lucas, she never expected her to trample on her son's feelings.
Is she being arrogant because Zayn is about to come to F Nation?
"Aunt Lisa, why don't you give him some advice?" Marianne suggested, seemingly concerned. "But don't mention those words again. He must've been so hurt by Carla."
In response, Lisa strode over to Lucas' room and pushed the door open without hesitation. When she saw him slouching on the sofa, drinking silently, she fumed. "What the heck are you doing?"
"Mom? What are you doing here?" Lucas asked in a low voice.
"What can you solve by drinking?" Lisa marched over and took the glass away from him. "Your father and I have always been proud of ourselves. How did we give birth to someone as useless as you?" the older woman barked.
"What did I do?" Lucas seemed confused. "I'm just drinking—"
"The enemy is about to arrive, so you should perk up and show your stance!" Lisa rebuked. "Your wedding with Carla has been announced officially, and she's now your fiancée. You have the right to stop her from seeing Zayn if you wish. Just tell her about it. Why are you drinking your sorrows away?"
"I don't want to force her, " he confessed bitterly. "Besides, I can't stop her. Even if I can, I can't stop Zayn."
"You…" Lisa was stumped for words. Lucas might be intoxicated, but he was still in a clear state of mind.
Immediately, she tried to persuade him from a different point of view. "Don't worry. I assure you that your wedding will go on smoothly as planned. Carla will definitely get married to you!"
"Really?" Lucas voiced excitedly. He soon calmed down and asked, "How can you be sure, though?"
"Just trust me on this, " Lisa assured him confidently. "But be a good boy and stop drinking. Hurry, take a shower and go to bed. Tomorrow, cheer up and enjoy the magic show with the kids."
Lucas thought his mother wanted him to accompany the children to win Carla over, so he nodded without thinking much. "Mm, got it."
"Help him with his shower."
"Yes."
After comforting Lucas, Lisa left the room while sighing. Initially, she was still doubtful about her plan, but her resolve strengthened at the sight of her son's misery.
I need to give them a push so that the wedding will be held as planned.
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