Viviana and Patrick exchanged puzzled glances before Viviana finally spoke up, her voice trembling slightly. "It's a complicated situation," she began, her eyes searching for the right words. "You see, Patrick comes from a traditional background, and his family has certain expectations when it comes to marriage." I nodded, sensing the weight of their predicament. It seemed that cultural differences were playing a significant role in their relationship, adding an extra layer of complexity to their love story. Viviana continued, "On the other hand, I come from a more liberal upbringing where individual happiness is prioritized. We both love each other deeply, but finding a compromise that satisfies both our families and our desires has proven to be quite challenging." As I listened, it became clear that navigating these cultural expectations would require open communication, empathy, and a willingness to find common ground amidst their differing backgrounds. I said, Viviana, if I manipulate Patrick's mother into accepting you, will you help me in some way?" Patrick spoke up and asked, "How will you do it?" I paused for a moment, considering Patrick's question. "Well," I began, "I think the first step is to have an honest conversation with Patrick's mother. We need to understand her concerns and address them openly, showing her that your love is genuine and that you two are committed to making this relationship work If she agrees to your relationship, your father can't have a say since you are heir to your mother's family if I am correct." I looked at Viviana, hoping she would agree and offer her thoughts on the matter. Viviana nodded in agreement and added, "I believe it's also important to involve Patrick's mother in your journey. You should invite her to spend time with you, so she can see firsthand how we support and care for each other. By demonstrating our dedication and proving that you are a positive influence in Patrick's life, you can eventually earn her trust and hopefully change her perspective." They shared a glance filled with determination, ready to take on the challenge together and prove that their love was worth fighting for. Viviana then asked," But what if she doesn't accept us? We have been trying for over a year, yet we are unsuccessful. How are you sure that you can convince her?" She asked, her eyes filled with insecurity. Patrick gently placed a hand on Viviana's, reassuring her. "I understand your concerns love, but we have to remain patient and persistent. Change takes time, especially when it comes to shifting someone's perspective. We just have to keep showing her our love and support, and eventually, she may come around." Viviana nodded.

Patrick asked with fear," We have been talking for a while; what if they assume that we agree to this marriage?" "Leave it to me," I said confidently. Viviana asked about my plan, and I confessed to my original plan of rejecting Patrick if he was like those old geezer Lords who have familial wealth and become the new Lady Peverell by dueling my father. Viviana looked at me in surprise, her eyes widening. "You were willing to duel your father?" she asked, a mix of admiration and concern in her voice. I nodded in determination. Viviana's eyes widened in surprise at my confession. "But won't that put our relationship at risk?" she asked, her voice filled with concern. I reassured her, explaining that my plan was merely a backup if Patrick was an old geezer, but now that the occurring circumstances are one that Aphrodite meddled in, I will have to duel Father and become Lady Peverell anyway. We don't have a good relationship.

Viviana nodded, her expression softening with understanding. She had witnessed firsthand the strained interactions between her cousin and his father, and she knew how much it had affected him over the years.

END OF MEMORY

Despite my efforts to please him and gain his approval, he always seemed distant and disinterested in my life. It was as if I were invisible to him, overshadowed by his new wife and their children. But now, as I stood before her, I realized that I no longer needed his validation or acceptance. I had found my strength and determination to forge my path, independent of his influence. The decision to duel him and claim the title of Lady Peverell was not just about proving my worth to him, but about proving it to myself. It was a symbol of breaking free from the chains of his expectations and finding my own identity. I was ready to face him, not out of anger or revenge, but out of a newfound confidence in my abilities and a desire to finally be seen and acknowledged for who I truly am.

MEMORY

After Patrick and his family said their goodbyes, I confidently approached my father and stated that I wanted to cancel this marriage contract, but before fully hearing me out, he angrily started to spew nonsense. I then told him that I wished to duel him, his face turned into a nasty shade of red and he started to tell me how pathetic I am for not accepting the contract and having the gall to speak like this to her father. I stopped him by saying," As the heiress apparent and future Lady, it is well within my rights to duel you for canceling this marriage contract dear father," with a cold expression and voice. He can't forfeit now was the only thing running through my head after all refusing a duel to a lady is shameful and is a display of weakness. Here comes my dear revenge, I swear! I will offer the sword( studded with pretty rubies, one which Nemesis desired) to cousin Nemesis if I the the duel. I can't wait to see his humiliated face if I win, I am pretty sure that I will win since he stopped practicing years ago due to his ego problems and can't get back to his level of mastery in a matter of days.

Authors note - Thank you all for reading this fan fiction, this is by far the longest chapter I've written with the estimation of 2000 words. Constructive criticism is always welcome.


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