Please behave My Lord
Chapter 150

Chapter 150: Frustration

-For my own good?

In Clara's eyes there was not even the slightest bit of affection, only anger and resentment. How could it be for your own good?

-I am your mother! What else could I be if I am not fond of you?

Clara stepped forward and held Mariana's shoulders tightly, looking at her and pleading with her:

-Mari, listen to mom, it's better that you get a divorce, Leopoldo doesn't suit you, with the situation of our family, you are not worthy of him at all! -After that, I'll replace you one again, I'm sure you'll be happy then!

A slight pain erupted from Mariana's shoulder and her eyebrows furrowed further. She forcefully pushed Clara's hand away and said indifferently: -If so, I will not divorce.

After saying that, he simply turned and left.

Behind her, Clara looked at Mariana's figure, her sad expression replaced by anger, and she clenched her fists tightly.

Mariana sat on the sofa, her heart beating violently, unable to calm down for a long time.

He stretched his hand across his belly, muttering under his breath:

-Calm down, Mom, I won't do it.

The voice seemed to be tinged with tears and blood.

At that time, the atmosphere in the studio was a bit stagnant, even a bit tense.

Grandma was sitting in her seat with frustration in her heart, looking at the man in front of her.

-Leo, for what?

He didn't like to beat around the bush, so he asked directly.

Leopoldo sat to one side, hands clasped. His expression softened a bit, but he still looked deep and cold.

Seeing his silence, Grandma couldn't help but sigh heavily.

-Leo, I don't know why you can't forget that woman. She left you to go abroad, saying she was chasing her dream, but don't you know the real reason? Look at Mari, she was the one who was always by your side!

Grandma took a breath and looked at Leopoldo impatiently, waiting for his response.

But after a long while, Leopoldo said nothing.

Leopold stood up and walked to the window with a slightly forlorn look, unlike his usual indifference.

-I owe Diana a debt of gratitude, you know. She was the one who was always with me during that period of time, after all, if it wasn't for her, now I would be....

Leopoldo's voice was low and meaningful. Grandma looked at his figure and felt a little sorry, coming to his side and patting him on the back.

-I know it's not easy for you either when something like this happened.

Grandma paused and said:

-But people change, can you be sure she's the same now as she was before? You don't have to marry her to repay her kindness, there are other ways, aren't there?

Grandma was standing next to Leopold, and it was as if the teenager she was then, vulnerable but stubborn and fierce, even colder and more protective than now, came to life before her eyes. -Just now, although I sincerely wanted you to learn a lesson, I also wanted to see Mari's attitude, didn't you see how she stepped forward to protect you?

Leopold looked soberly out the window, his hand trembling imperceptibly, and his eyes deep.

-Grandma...

Seeing the look on Leopoldo's face, Grandma held up her hand with an angry look on her face, gesturing for him not to continue.

Then, he turned around and walked out, only when he approached the door, he turned his head and said:

-I just hope you don't fail Mari, she's a good girl.

Finally, without another word, he turned and left.

What exactly love was, the matter had yet to be understood by him.

Still, it might help a bit with that.

Grandma came downstairs and saw Mariana on the couch looking somewhat disoriented, her eyes red as if she had cried. Grandma furrowed her eyebrows and came to her side. -Mari, what's wrong?

Mariana came back to her senses and looked at the grandmother, smiling reluctantly, as if the smile would disappear in an instant.

-There is nothing wrong with me.

Grandma reached out and patted Mariana's hand reassuringly:

-If something happens, you have to tell me. If Leopoldo bullies you, you must also tell me, I'll help you teach him a lesson!

Grandma couldn't remember many things, but she seemed to remember this incident very clearly.

Tears welled up again, Mariana lowered her head, hiding the various emotions in her eyes, and smiled slightly as she spoke:

-I know, and with you helping me, who would dare to intimidate me?

Mariana's cold heart felt a surge of warmth and the corners of her mouth curved into a mocking smile.

Her own mother never cared for her happiness, but she did not expect those who were not related by blood to truly love her. -Okay, don't be sad.

After saying that, Grandma went to the cupboard next door, took out the medicine and put it in Mariana's hand, and spoke: -He's upstairs. It looks like I've given him quite a beating. I don't want to see him, so you go and have a look.

Mariana leaned back a little, biting her lips helplessly, with a somewhat pitiful look on her face.

-No argument between husband and wife will last long.

Grandma paused, then frowned again and spoke:

-I really don't want to see him, I feel angry to see him. Well then, you go upstairs and hand him the first aid kit, and then come downstairs and let him take care of himself.

Grandma turned her head, with a face that was intended to be angry and reproachful, but she still used the corner of her eye to observe Mariana. Seeing her frown slightly and look with a certain intolerance at the medicine cabinet, she already knew it completely.

-Okay, Mari, go, I'll accompany you.

With that, Grandma got up and took the lead to walk to the studio.

Mariana gritted her teeth and followed her with the first aid kit.

Mariana arrived at the studio, looked at the grandmother behind her and entered. Just as she was behind Leopoldo, the studio door slammed shut.

Mariana turned around and turned the handle, without moving an inch. Obviously, the door had been locked from the outside.

At that moment, Grandma's voice sounded from outside, with a smile:

-You two will stay in the studio today, there's some food there and I'll let you out tomorrow.

With that, Grandma went downstairs.