Reflecting on her twenty-seven years of life, Christina Armstrong felt like her existence was a joke.
She had once thought her parents were just like all the traditional old folks, slightly biased in favor of sons over daughters. She had never expected that from the very beginning, her parents had never treated her as a person.
She was nothing more than an object to be sacrificed for George Armstrong whenever necessary.
"Christina, aren't these things a sister should do?" Edward Armstrong sighed, "Do you think you're the only one who has made sacrifices for this family? What about your mother and I? We've scrimped and saved all these years for whom? We haven't even bought ourselves new clothes just to provide for the both of you! You should reflect on whether it is right to honor your parents and to help your brother. You're the eldest daughter in this family, why don't you understand?"
Christina Armstrong leaned against the door, hugging her knees, crying uncontrollably, "So, I must marry that old man, correct?"
"Yes, you must marry!" Edward Armstrong continued, "I'll just tell you the truth. We've accepted a three million dollars dowry from Peter Stone. The car your brother drives was bought with that money. The rest, we plan to use to buy your brother a house back ho. The down paynt has already been made. Now you have no choice but to marry."
A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Christina Armstrong's lips.
Three million dollars for a dowry.
It was the first ti she realized just how valuable she was.
After a pause, Edward Armstrong sighed again and said, "Christina, I hope you can consider your mother and . Our family was just scamd out of eight hundred thousand dollars. It's impossible for your mother and to earn that amount in a short period of ti. You are not Isla, so talented! And you certainly can't afford to buy a car and a house for your brother. So we have to think of other ways! Can you consider it as repaying your mother and for raising you? Without us, there would be no you after all!"
"Christina, I know you're a filial and good child, so you should agree, right? Unless you want to watch your mother and die!"
"Fine," Christina Armstrong uttered indifferently.
At this mont, her tears had dried up, leaving her eyes empty.
Hearing her response, Edward Armstrong excitedly said, "Christina, what did you say?"
"I said fine," Christina Armstrong took a deep breath, "To repay the nurturing kindness of you and my mother, I'll marry."
"Really?" Edward Armstrong asked incredulously.
"You don't believe ?" Christina Armstrong retorted.
"Believe, believe, believe," Edward Armstrong nodded repeatedly. Christina Armstrong had always been an obedient and honest child, how could he not believe her? "Christina, you wait, I'm going to find the keys and let you out right now!"
Sabrina Sabir also showed a look of satisfaction.
But she was not surprised.
This outco was always within her expectations.
After all, Christina Armstrong had always been under her control.
Edward Armstrong fetched the keys and opened the door.
Christina Armstrong had already stood up from the ground, her face no longer tear-streaked, yet her eyes were swollen red.
Without thinking too much, Edward Armstrong looked at Christina Armstrong with a smile, "Christina, have you really co around?"
"Mhm," Christina Armstrong nodded.
"Good, Christina," Edward Armstrong said with a smile, "once you're really married and settling into life, you'll understand that your mother and I truly have your best interests at heart."
At that mont, Sabrina Sabir also changed her tune, smiling as she said, "Christina, your father is right. There's an old saying, 'the love of parents worldwide knows no bounds.' As parents, who doesn't wish for their children to have a good life? Right?"
At the end of her words, Sabrina Sabir grasped Christina Armstrong's hands.
After all, Christina Armstrong was about to be married off.
Once married, she would be out of reach, and to ensure that Christina willingly helped George in the future, she certainly needed to win her over now.
Christina Armstrong just looked at Sabrina Sabir, silent, without struggle.
If one looked closely, it would beco apparent that her eyes had lost their light, like a malfunctioning bulb.
Gloomy indeed.
Holding Christina Armstrong's hands, Sabrina Sabir spoke earnestly, "Christina, George is, after all, your own brother. He is your biggest support in your parental ho. George's glory is your glory. So, after you go abroad, you must not forget your brother! No matter what, you should always put George first, even if you have children in the future!"
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