Freyja didn‘t answer, so Maisie laughed. “She said it wouldn‘t be up to you if she married
into the family. It would be up to her.”
Colton looked at her and looked angry.
‘What does that mean? She had no plans to marry me all along?‘
“That must be why Mom is against our relationship...‘
Freyja had already made up her mind because she had a complicated past. Expecting the Goldmanns
to accept her would be a stretch.
She took a deep breath and chuckled. “Colton, you don‘t get to decide by yourself if we‘re together or
not.”
She had her reservations, so if she were rejected, it wouldn‘t hurt that badly.
And if Colton weren‘t the one controlling everything, he wouldn‘t be the only one who could pull the
plug. She felt better thinking that way.
Colton looked angry. “Freyja!”
“I‘m sorry, Mrs. Goldmann, I should leave.”
Freyja turned and was going to leave.
Before Daisie spoke, Maisie‘s voice echoed. “Will running away help you feel better?”
Freyja froze on the spot. The voice continued. “Have you tried solving your problems together? If you‘re
against something, you need to bring up the reason. If you never try solving the problem, one day,
when you look back with regret, you‘re going to blame me for coming in between you.”
Colton looked at Maisie. “Mom...”
Maisie walked down the stairs and stopped in front of them. “You‘ve hidden this from us for three years
and never even considered telling us you wanted to be with her. You had to let us find out. If you‘re not
using your mouth, you might as well donate it.
“I‘m sure if you didn‘t hesitate, Freyja would have made this public. Her worries stem from your attitude.
It takes two to make a relationship work, and if you can‘t even resolve issues, what‘s the point of
continuing?”
Colton was stunned. Maisie rarely lectured him–she would just advise. I
Daisie couldn‘t contain her happiness because she knew that Maisie would accept this. It was just
Colton who kept hiding it.
Had Maisie not found out, he would probably keep it under wraps for even longer.
Lunch was ready. Nolan and Maisie sat across from each other on the long end of the table, while
Nollace and Daisie, then Colton and Freyja, were on the two sides.
On top of the wine, there was a spread of great food from various cuisines. The helpers were laying
down the food and pouring out the wine.
Nolan didn‘t speak before Maisie did.
It was quiet for a few seconds before Maisie broke the silence while swirling wine in her glass. “Daisie
and Nolly are registered now. Colton, when are you planning to make your relationship public?”
Colton paused because he didn‘t expect Maisie to ask. He coughed. “Any time...” Maisie nodded. “If
any time works, there‘s no need to hide anymore. Scandals will affect girls badly if the paparazzi catch
you.”
Freyja looked down because she never expected Maisie to accept their relationship. She had been
under the impression that the Goldmanns were like the other upper –class families and only cared
about the conveniences a marriage could bring.
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