Chapter 2
Chapter 2:
In the living room, a girl who looked about the same age as Annabel was sitting on the sofa. She wore designer clothes and bright makeup. Her expression was even more condescending than Erica’s as she looked at Annabel. She was Rupert’s cousin, Cathy Benton.
“Are you Annabel Hewitt, Rupert’s fiancée?” Cathy rolled her eyes when she saw that Annabel wasn’t dressed in designer clothes. “Gosh, Grandpa has no taste. I can’t believe he chose someone like you. Anyway, I heard you came here by train. You should have told us you are too poor to afford a plane ticket. We would have bought one for you. Wait, it seems there isn’t an airport in the countryside p>
Annabel looked at Cathy with one eyebrow raised.
She wondered if every member of this family was so arrogant.
There was indeed no airport where she came from, but her grandfather had booked an entire high-speed train to Douburgh just for her. These arrogant people had no idea that she had traveled as luxuriously as someone who flew first class.
Besides, she could have flown here in a private jet if she had wanted to.
Annabel could easily have made it clear to these people, but she didn’t. She just went upstairs.
Annoyance clouded Cathy’s face once she saw Annabel ascending the stairs.
She wasn’t used to anyone ignoring her, so she followed her.
“Where is my room?” Annabel asked the maid behind her.
“Here!” Cathy said, pointing at a door in the hallway before the maid could reply. She pushed the door open and added condescendingly, “You have never stayed in a bedroom as big as this, have you? You should cherish it while living here. I’m Rupert’s cousin, Cathy. You should fawn over me, you hear p>
Cathy had barely finished speaking when Annabel walked into the room and shut the door in her face. This made her even angrier.
“Ah! How dare that pauper be so conceited? What was Grandpa thinking p>
The maid warily moved closer and asked, “Miss, but isn’t this Mr. Benton’s room p>
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Cathy cast a scornful glance at the door.
“Shush! Don’t say a word to her. Rupert hates anyone being in his space or using his things. When he finds out that she’s here, just tell him that she chose to stay in this room p>
Cathy’s eyes glistened with slyness as she spoke.
Annabel didn’t realize that this room belonged to someone else. When she saw that the bathroom was stocked only with men’s products, she simply assumed that the Bentons were trying to get on her nerves.
“What an incredible family,” she muttered sarcastically, walking under the shower.
She only had to put up with this for three months. She had made a bet with her grandfather. If she still had no feelings for Rupert after staying here for three months, their marriage would be called off.
A maid brought in dinner for her once Annabel got out of the bathroom. She ate it and fell asleep almost immediately.
It was already midnight when Rupert finally came back home from a business dinner.
He was aware Annabel was arriving today. Bruce had told him to pick her up, but he refused under the guise of having many things to do at work. He had no interest in his fiancée. As far as he was concerned, the marriage would be canceled sooner or later.