Chapter 14: Chapter 14

Matthew's POV

"Thank you so much for driving me home, Jack," I said as stepped out of the car that Mr. Wesley let me borrow.

Jack bowed his head and smiled. "You're welcome, sir."

After that, I finally headed inside our house.

'Welcome back, Sir Matthew.' said the maids to me.

"Thank you. By the way, is Winter home already?"

"Miss Winter hasn't arrived yet, sir. But Mr. and Mrs. Wesley are in the dining room with Summer."

"Oh, I see. I'll go there now."

I went straight to the dining hall, and I immediately saw Winter's family sitting at the long table.

"Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Wesley. To you too, Summer." I greeted them with a smile on my face.

"Good evening, Matthew!" Summer greeted me back.

I was about to give Mrs. Wesley a kiss on the cheek, but then she turned her face away from me.

"Where is Winter?"

"She hasn't arrived yet. Maybe she's still discussing with her management about her new drama project."

"That kid really never changed. Even if she's already married, she still goes home late. She never grew up." Mrs. Wesley said.

I was about to speak when Summer spoke. "Mom, you shouldn't say things like that in front of Winter's husband. You know he gets hurt whenever he hears something bad about his wife. And for sure, Winter has a valid reason why she hasn't arrived yet. Being the most popular celebrity must be so tough."

"Oh, Summer. You really are so kind. You always defend your sister, even if she never actually did anything good to you."

"That is just how lucky we are to have her as our daughter. Summer is the perfect daughter any parents can have."

"Oh, mom and dad. Don't say things like that in front of Matthew. It's embarrassing..."

"N-No, it's alright. By the way, I'll just change my clothes upstairs and I'll go back here after. You can---

"No. Change your clothes later. Is that really how people behave? You're going to leave your parents-in-law at the dining table just like that? Sit down!" said Mrs. Wesley.

Because of that, I had no choice but to sit down with them.

"I see that you have been appointed as the new president. Do you really think a poor man like you can handle the everyday job of a president of a company?" Mr. Wesley was the one who asked this time.

"I understand your concern, Mr. Wesley. I know I already said it for so many times, but I would like to say this again. I maybe born poor, but I can assure you that I will try my best to help your company grow even more."

I got surprised when they suddenly started laughing, so I looked at them confusingly.

"You surely don't have any idea about running a company. You know you can't manage a company just by saying you will do your best. For sure you have never done this kind of job before, so what do you even know about running a company? Did you even graduate college?" Mr. Wesley said with a insulted smile on his face.

I nodded my head and looked at him. "I only graduated highschool. But I can--

"I don't even know why dad chose you to be Winter's husband."

"Dad..." Summer whispered to stop his father.

"Summer, don't stop your father. He is right, anyway. Even I myself don't see any possible reason why grandpa chose you to be a part of this family. We already have a daughter who only gives us pain, then she even married another pain in the ass." Mrs. Wesley added.

They obviously don't know how to be kind to their own daughter.

"Please, just trust me. I will prove to all of you that Mr. Wesley didn't do a wrong decision by choosing me to be the president of your company. And I--

"Enough of that. I don't want to hear anything from you anymore. Just get us some bottle of wine."

"H-Huh?"

"Mom, there are maids that you can ask. Why are you asking Matthew to get the bottle of wine instead?" said Summer.

Mrs. Wesley just looked at me with raised eyebrow as if threatening me, so I just stood up.

"N-No, it's alright. I'll get the bottle of wine for you."

After getting the bottle of wine, I went back to the dining room. They even asked me to pour some wine in their glasses, so I did.

"See? That's the kind of job that suits people like you. You're more suitable to be a server than being the president of the company." Mrs. Wesley commented again.

"Mom..."

"You will never be a part of our family, that's what you should remember, beggar." Mr. Wesley then added as he stood up and poured me the glass of wine he was holding.