Chapter 8 Marrying Into The Langford Family 8

“I was just too engrossed in reading Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice last night and slept in this morning. I'm sorry for that, Mrs. Langford.” Willow nodded in admiration. “It's a great book. By the way, your father told me you're an art major?” Veronica nodded. “Yes, I'm majoring in acting. I hope I can finish my studies even after I get married. I know it's a complicated occupation, but I really like acting.” Suddenly, a commotion sounded at the door. It was Violet who was hollering, “Dad, Mom! I'm back!” As Willow seemed surprised, Hilary immediately made the introductions. “This is my youngest daughter, Violet. She's a lively, active girl, unlike Veronica, who's mild-mannered and sophisticated.” “Ah, such is youth,” said Willow as she stood up. “I've delivered the betrothal gift. Tomorrow morning, we'll send a car to pick Veronica up so she can visit Nathaniel. After all, they are getting married. She should meet her future husband and appease her worries.” “Thank you, Mrs. Langford,” Veronica responded. After flashing a smile, Willow spun on her heels and left. Once Willow's car disappeared from sight, Violet snickered rudely. “Wow, I can't believe you're about to marry into the Langford family that swiftly. I've only been gone for like half a day!” That got Veronica amused. She turned at her shoulder to ask, “Why? If you want to marry into the Langford family, you can take my place.” Violet wasn't at all mad by her sister's words, for she was in a good mood after her date with Seth. As Violet imagined Veronica marrying a vegetable, her lips curved into a smirk. “Nah. I'll leave that to you since I have someone I love. Once I'm eighteen, we'll get engaged!” “Really? Congratulations in advance, then.” “Indeed, you should congratulate me, Veronica. After all, you know who my future husband is,” Violet announced. She paused briefly before declaring, “He's none other than Seth Lowry!” “Oh, from the distinguished Lowry family? You have my blessings.” Veronica was unfazed. “Aren't you upset, Veronica?” Violet came over to Veronica and uttered coolly, “I know that you've been dating him for almost two years.” A searing pain ripped through Veronica's chest. Nevertheless, she stuck her chin up arrogantly. “Is that so? I still need to salute you, though. After all, it isn't easy to pick up something discarded by someone else.” “Hey!” Enraged, Violet raised her arm to give Veronica a slap. However, before she could do so, a stern voice sounded out behind her. “Violet, what are you doing?”