Prosperous Marriage: Married to My Brother-in-law

Ruby Bluen's face immediately showed a hint of reluctance. Marcel Horne had returned, and she was thinking of not going back to the company today, wanting to spend a good day with him. However, considering Marcel Horne's military status and his recent transfer back to T City from Tibet—a move primarily orchestrated because the Horne family matriarch couldn't bear her grandson being so far away, with Staff Officer Horne arranging his return—she knew he couldn't delay. He had always refused to return before. This time, even if he had come back for her, he still had to report to the barracks first.

"Okay," she responded considerately, yet the reluctance in her eyes still lingered.

Marcel Horne placed several light kisses on her face, cupped it with his hands, and gazed at her ardently, softly reassuring her, "Don't worry, this time I'm truly not leaving again. We have all the time in the world to make up for the years we've missed. After work this afternoon, just wait for me at home. I'll definitely come for you."

Ruby Bluen caught his hands and gently pulled them from her face. Looking at him, she then nodded softly.

Marcel Horne hugged her tightly once more before reluctantly letting go.

"Ruby Bluen, what do you think you're doing?!" Suddenly, a resonant voice, like a clap of thunder, boomed out, shattering the tender, lingering moment.

They quickly looked towards the source of the voice and saw Chris Bluen's car parked right behind Ruby's. He stepped out of his car, puzzled, but when he saw Ruby embracing a man, he instantly flew into a rage and let out a bellow.

"Dad?" Ruby Bluen called out calmly, without panic or disarray, and importantly, without distancing herself from Marcel Horne. When she returned from Tibet, she hadn't told her family that she had fled her wedding for Marcel Horne. This time, she wanted to clearly tell them that the person she loved was Marcel Horne. She wanted to bring her love for him into the light of day, unwilling to keep it a secret any longer.

Whatever happened, she would face it.

Chris Bluen approached with a stern expression, taking large strides.

"Uncle Chris." Once he approached, Marcel Horne greeted him politely.

Upon hearing the words "Uncle Chris," Chris Bluen turned his fiery gaze towards him. Only then did he clearly recognize that the man hugging his daughter in front of his own house was Marcel Horne. He felt as if struck by thunder, his entire mind muddled, unable to comprehend the situation.

He stood there stiffly, staring blankly at Ruby Bluen and Marcel Horne, his eyes wide and fixated on them.

How could his eldest daughter be with Marcel Horne? Wasn't Marcel Horne stationed in Tibet? It's not easy for a soldier to come home, and Marcel had returned just over a month ago. How could he be back already? And even if he was back, why was he involved with his daughter like this, luggage and all? Could Marcel have snuck away from the military? Or was he trying to lead his daughter astray?

All sorts of speculations assaulted Chris Bluen's mind, one after another, nearly causing him to short-circuit. This man, a titan in the business world, had been so shaken by the actions of his two daughters within just over a month that he could barely cope.

Seeing the intimacy between Ruby Bluen and Marcel Horne just now, and then noticing the tenderness for Ruby that filled Marcel Horne's usually cool and distant face, Chris Bluen immediately understood a few things. This realization, however, only made him more furious and mortified.

Now he could guess why his eldest daughter had run away from her wedding—it must have been for Marcel Horne.

Actually, when Ruby Bluen fled her wedding, he had vaguely guessed that she must have fallen in love with another man, which was why she ran. But he had never imagined that the "other man" was Marcel Horne.

This…

What a mess!

What a cliché!

Both of his daughters were getting involved with the Horne family boys! It wasn't that he disliked the Horne lads, but... Julia had already married Glades Horne. If Ruby were to marry into the Horne family too, wouldn't that mean sisters marrying into the same household? Besides, the Horne family had long been dissatisfied with Ruby Bluen because she fled her wedding. For Ruby to still want to marry into the Horne family, wasn't that...

The more Chris Bluen thought about it, the grimmer his face became.

With a swift movement of his large hand, he grasped Ruby Bluen and pulled her inside, saying in a low, cold voice, "Come on, follow Dad inside."

"Dad, listen to me, Dad..." Ruby Bluen was being pulled along by her father. She wanted to stop and explain, but the force of her father's anger was so astonishing that she couldn't break free; she was forced to match Chris Bluen's pace.

Marcel Horne hurried forward, blocking Chris Bluen's path. He looked with distress at how tightly Chris Bluen was gripping Ruby's wrist and said with concern, "Uncle Chris, please let go of Ruby. You're hurting her hand."

Chris Bluen came to a halt, glared at Marcel Horne, and said coldly, "Master Marcel, you come in too. I have something I need to make clear to both of you." Then, still holding Ruby, he walked past Marcel Horne and continued inside.

Marcel Horne turned and immediately followed them into the Bluen Family villa.

The gloomy sky gradually cleared. At last, the sun emerged, its nascent rays soft and warm, dispelling the morning chill.

In the Courtyard, every plant still bore the morning dew, sparkling under the sunlight, shining like pearls.

The Bluen Family's Gardener was tending to the flowers and plants in the Courtyard. He was startled to see the old master, face dark with anger, pulling the young mistress back towards the house. Their two cars were parked one behind the other in front of the villa, looking almost like a traffic jam.

Following behind the old master and young mistress was a tall man in a military uniform. His features were regular, but his skin was tanned, and he looked very sturdy.

Who was that?

Marcel Horne hadn't visited the Bluen Family since he enlisted, and many of the servants no longer recognized this second young master of the Horne Family.

Besides, no one could have predicted that Ruby Bluen would get involved with Marcel Horne.

"Hey, Dad, Big Sis, what's going on?" Leo Bluen, just emerging from the house and planning to head to the company, stopped in his tracks in astonishment.

When he saw Marcel Horne, he froze for a moment. Then, smiling, he advanced several steps, opened his arms wide, and affectionately called out, "Brother Marcel, you're back!" He then embraced Marcel Horne.

"Leo." After giving him a brotherly hug, Marcel Horne smiled faintly and said to Leo Bluen, "I just got back. Not bad, Leo. Haven't seen you in years. You've grown taller and matured a bit; you're not the green kid you used to be."