The Engagement Chaos

“"Vexen, you know that I love you and I want the best of you, right?" he said. Even though I wondered what he was doing, I nodded. "You're already twenty-five and not getting any younger. And I'm old too. So I want to see you get married before I die." I swallowed. I don't think I'll like what Papà has to say to me. "And?" "I want you to marry the second son of the Mancini, he said, making my eyes widen. "I'm sorry, Papà. I must have heard wrong. Potrebbe ripetare per favore?" Can you please say that again? "Voglio che tu sposi il secondogenito dei Mancini." He repeated what he said, so I really stood up. "No! No, Papa. I won't marry him!" "Vexen! I already made a promise to Mr. Mancini that you would marry his second son!" I shook my head. What's the trick again? I will marry Mancini's slender son. Maybe instead of him protecting me, I will protect him! "No, Papa! I will not marry him!" "You will not embarrass me at the Mancini, Vexen!" I laughed. Why is it because he's making an agreement? He's not the one getting married! "All my life I've been following your orders, Papà! Even if it's dangerous for me! I followed your orders with no complaints, so please, just this once. Spare me just this once, Papà!" "No, Vexen! If you will not marry the second son of Mancini, then forget that you have a father! And I will forget you and treat you as a dead person if you say no again!" I couldn't believe I was looking at my father. I wanted to cry, but I was so surprised that he could tell me that. Just because I won't marry the Mancini family, will he forget that I'm his daughter? I laughed and shook my head, one after another. "No. I will not marry the Mancini, and if that's what you want, then I will forget that I have a father, too, I said before I left his office and went to my room.”