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Chapter 1190: Chapter 1190: Women Don’t Stay_1 Chapter 1190 -1190: Women Don’t Stay_1 Lyke Zhekova finally understood the feeling of being unjustly accused.

Ironically, he was the ultimate beneficiary of this misunderstanding.

Even though he was falsely accused, he still benefited in the end.

Lyke Zhekova didn’t know whether to feel happy or miserable about this situation.

He felt so frustrated.

Even if he was pleased with the outcome, it was still tainted with a certain amount of frustration.

Old Madam was truly overbearing!

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Fortunately, Zhekova’s skin was thick enough.

Lyke Zhekova thought to himself, at this point, no matter how he tried to explain, neither Mr.

Lewis nor Mrs.

Lewis would believe him.

So he might as well not make any further clarifications.

Instead, he would pour more effort into finalizing this matter.

He didn’t want to let the trap that Old Madam had painstakingly arranged fail at the last moment.

“So…

you agree then?” Lyke Zhekova asked.

Mrs.

Lewis: “…”

“Ahem!” Mr.

Lewis coughed forcefully.

“I haven’t fully grasped what’s happening yet.

A telephone call suddenly proposed an engagement?

I haven’t had time to react yet.”

“We have to think this matter through, no need to rush, heheehee,” Mr.

Lewis intended to procrastinate.

But he was no match for Lyke Zhekova.

Zhekova immediately said, “Right, how about we discuss this together tomorrow at noon?”

Mr.

Lewis: “…”

That’s not the kind of discussion he had in mind!

But Mrs.

Lewis had already been taken in by his plot and had agreed.

So, if he opposed now, it would seem insincere, and he would appear untrustworthy.

Mr.

Lewis is a person of great integrity, he would never engage in such a flippant behavior.

So, Mr.

Lewis had no choice but to agree, albeit reluctantly.

However, because Mr.

Lewis wasn’t particularly enthusiastic, his attitude towards Lyke Zhekova, while not bad, had become increasingly critical.

When Mrs.

Lewis went to prepare dinner in the afternoon, Peggy Lewis offered to help, but Mrs.

Lewis dissuaded her.

“You should keep your father company,” Mrs.

Lewis whispered, “Your father has some objections to Lyke.

If you’re not around, I guess he wouldn’t want to talk to him at all.”

“Why?” Peggy Lewis was confused, “Didn’t he like him quite a lot the last time he visited?”

During Lyke Zhekova’s last visit, Mr.

Lewis was delighted and had a pleasant conversation with him.

“How can the two occasions be the same?” Mrs.

Lewis continued to whisper, pulling Peggy into the kitchen to avoid being overheard by Mr.

Lewis and Lyke Zhekova.

“Last time, he introduced himself as your friend.

Even if we suspected something, you weren’t officially dating.”

Peggy Lewis: “…”

The information in that statement was overwhelming.

“You suspected something last time?” She hadn’t noticed it herself.

“Hah!

Of course with your slow pace,” Mrs.

Lewis scoffed at Peggy, “But don’t get sidetracked, we were talking about your father and Lyke.”

“Oh, okay.” Peggy could only temporarily set aside her confusion.

“Back then, since you weren’t a couple yet, your father didn’t have to worry about his daughter being taken by another man.

But now that you’re officially a couple, he has to be concerned.”

“Your father has a lot of worries.

He’s worried that Lyke comes from a higher class and has better conditions, so he might encounter a lot of temptations.

He’s also concerned that Lyke might bully you.

Of course, not only Lyke, if you were dating any other man, he’d have the same worries.”

“Plus, you’ve just started dating and now he’s already asking for an engagement.

To be honest, I also think it’s a bit rushed.

Shouldn’t we get to know each other a bit more?” Mrs.

Lewis said, “It was my fault for getting caught up in the moment.

Well, now that I’ve agreed, we can’t take it back.”

“The more it is like this, the more frustrated your father is likely to feel,” Mrs.

Lewis said.

“So you’d better play the mediator to avoid any awkward tension between them.”

Hearing this, Peggy Lewis rushed back to the living room without helping out in the kitchen anymore.

Mrs.

Lewis smiled, thinking that girls really forget their own parents once they’re grown up.

Peggy isn’t even married yet.

She and Mr.

Lewis didn’t want to rush Peggy’s engagement, yet Peggy’s heart had already swayed towards Lyke’s side.

She reckoned this engagement was unstoppable.

Once Peggy and Lyke left, she would have a talk with Mr.

Lewis so that he wouldn’t be considered the bad guy and also to prevent any unhappiness from their daughter.

Mrs.

Lewis felt that stopping the engagement was impossible, and probably the wedding ceremony wouldn’t be postponed either.

When the time came to set a wedding date, regardless of how soon it was, they would probably just agree.

As Mrs.

Lewis was pondering, she busied herself chopping the vegetables she had already washed before Lyke Zhekova and Peggy Lewis arrived.

All she had to do now was to chop them up properly.

Over in the living room, after receiving her mother’s hint, Peggy Lewis began to see things more clearly.

After careful observation, she found out it was indeed the case.

Thanks to her presence and Lyke’s thick skin, the atmosphere didn’t get awkward.

During dinner, Mr.

Lewis brought out his home’s finest collection of wine, along with the ones Lyke Zhekova had brought.

But this wasn’t because of Mr.

Lewis’s fondness or hospitality towards Lyke, prompting him to take out all the good stuff.

The real reason was that he wanted to get Lyke drunk!

The wine brought by Lyke was all red wine.

Most of the wine Mr.

Lewis had at home was white wine.

Mixing red and white wine together seemed perfect to Mr.

Lewis.

When Mrs.

Lewis saw all the wine on the table, and the ones that couldn’t fit on the table were temporarily placed on the floor.

“Why did you take out so much?” Mrs. 𝓷ℴ𝓋𝓅𝓊𝒷.𝒸𝓸𝓶

Lewis asked in a low voice, “Won’t they get drunk?”

“That’s right.

I want to get him drunk,” Mr.

Lewis replied, whispering to Mrs.

Lewis, “How can you judge a man’s character from just a few encounters?

Even if he’s pretending, he would do it very well.”

So, he wanted to evaluate him through his behavior when drunk.

The behavior after getting drunk is the best reflection of one’s character.

The ideal scenario would be for Lyke to just sleep when he gets drunk.

Given the amount of socializing Lyke has to do, if he can honestly just sleep when drunk in the future after they marry, it would save Peggy a lot of trouble.

If he gets talkative when drunk, that would still be acceptable.

If he starts to brag when drunk…

Mr.

Lewis shook his head; that wouldn’t work.

As for behaving crazily when drunk, regardless of the degree of craziness, it would be simply unacceptable.

On this point, Mrs.

Lewis totally agreed with Mr.

Lewis, without anything more to add.

“Just take it easy,” Mrs.

Lewis advised, “You’re not young anymore.

This could hurt your health if you’re not careful in drinking.

It’s like harming the enemy a thousand times and harming yourself eight hundred times.”

“Also, it’s the first time he’s formally visiting us, yet you’re trying to get him drunk and send him home.

It doesn’t look good,” whispered Mrs.

Lewis.

“I know,” Mr.

Lewis said impatiently, “I’m just testing him.”

After saying that, Mr.

Lewis went out with the corkscrew for the red wine.

Mrs.

Lewis sighed.

There wasn’t anything she could do with him when he was stubborn.

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