Marrying a Dumb Husband

Chapter 45 Are You Saying That I Am Embarrassing

“Of course, you can. Do you have any new ideas?” Although Agatha hadn’t overseen any project under Quaker Corporation for a long time after her retirement, she could still sense Savannah’s desire through her years of experience in the business industry when she was young.

Savannah continued, “I’m not aware of how to organize fashion weeks, but I have some ideas for the costume designs. Can I design the costumes for this fashion week personally?”

Agatha chuckled. “You are in charge of the company. You can do anything you want without asking me.”

“I’m sure that the fashion week will be a success if you are the designer, honey!” Emmett exclaimed in agreement.

Savannah found it weird for Emmett to agree with her because he had found out that her overseas degree was fake. Why will he believe that I can pull it off? In the end, she decided it was better to continue the act. “Thank you, hubby.”

Agatha held their hands respectively and beamed at them. “Perfect. I’m sure that the company will thrive as long as the two of you work on the same mission.”

“Lunch is served, Old Mrs. Quaker, Mr. and Mrs. Quaker.” Mary emerged from the kitchen with a plate of dishes.

Emmett was the first to stand up. “I’m hungry. Hurry up and serve all the delicious food!”

“Patience, Mr. Quaker. I’ll be there right away.” Mary went back to the kitchen with a smile on her face.

Meanwhile, Agatha was looking at Emmett with a motherly smile on her face as if he was still a little boy.

Savannah was reminded of Nolan’s remark about how adorable Emmett was whenever he acted dumb as she observed his innocent and cheerful face. She couldn’t help but sigh. Emmett might be happier if he was really dumb, but he didn’t seem to like people thinking him as adorable when he was faking innocence.

Savannah couldn’t imagine how terrible it must felt for someone perfectly normal to act like an idiot and be mocked by everyone.

Savannah, Emmett, and Agatha were eating happily at the dining table when Mary presented the herbal tea to Savannah. “The herbal tea is cooler now, Mrs. Quaker. It’s best to drink it warm. It’s very nourishing.”

Agatha set down her cutlery and urged Savannah, “Finish the tea quickly, it is specially made for you.”

Under the expectant eyes of everyone in the dining hall, Savannah could only pick up the mug and finish the bitter herbal tea as quickly as she could.

After a few mouthfuls, she handed the empty mug back to Mary. “I’ve finished it.”

After Mary showed the empty bowl to Agatha deliberately, the two women gave each other a knowing smile as if Savannah would get pregnant right after she drank the herbal tea.

Savannah faked a shy look, but deep down she knew that she wouldn’t get pregnant no matter how many types of herbal tea they prepared for her because she was secretly taking contraceptive pills.

Savannah had already thought it through before marrying Emmett. Even if they were regularly having sex, she didn’t want to have a child with a man who she didn’t love. Moreover, she already had a child.

As long as Freddie was able to return to her side and live with her, she was contented.

“Mom, are you having lunch?”

Savannah was about to eat a piece of honeyed pork rib to banish the bitter herbal taste in her mouth when Madelyn and Clara appeared at the dining table.

When Agatha looked up and saw them, she ordered a helper, “Prepare two more plates for them.”

Madelyn hurriedly said, “We’ve just eaten lunch, Mom. We’re not here to get a free meal.”

At the sight of Madelyn and Clara, Emmett purposely put on a horrified expression and inched closer to Agatha.

Agatha put down her cutlery and straightened her back. Scowling, she asked, “What are you doing here if you’re not coming for lunch? I’d prefer not to have anyone disturb my peace, so you should go to the main house if you’re not here for anything.”

Madelyn smiled awkwardly. If she was angered by Agatha’s hostile attitude toward her, she definitely did a great job of keeping her emotions in check.

On the other hand, Clara didn’t seem to care that their presence wasn’t welcomed by Agatha. Pointing to a video on her phone, she said, “I know you don’t use your phone much, Mom, but do you know how embarrassing Emmett’s wife is?”

As Savannah finished the pork rib in two bites, she realized that the lunch was probably going to go wrong. She was pretty sure that Madelyn and Clara were up to no good.

“Are you saying that I’m embarrassing, Aunt Clara? What have I done to embarrass you?”

Clara scoffed, “See for yourself the trending news. You’re now famous for being someone else’s mistress!”

“Mistress?” Agatha asked, bewildered.

Clara showed the video on her phone to Agatha and said, “Please have a look at this trending video.”

Puzzled, Savannah took out her phone and logged on to a website to watch the video Clara mentioned.

Emmett also took out his phone to watch the video, but not before pretending to click on the wrong website a few times.

The video with the most views that day was about a wife kneeling to her husband’s mistress. Maisie must have ordered someone to film herself kneeling in front of Savannah and upload the video online.

In the video which was less than fifteen seconds, Maisie pleaded, “Let my husband off, let him off…” The video was also edited with misleading words and emojis.

About a thousand comments were accusing Savannah of being an evil homewrecker and describing that she was beautiful but vicious.

As Savannah scrolled down the comments and saw various types of accusations, it became clear that someone had hired a bunch of netizens to shame her online.

“Grandma, someone uploaded this fake video online to ruin my reputation!” Savannah explained hastily.

Agatha snatched Clara’s phone away and watched the video. Hands shaking, she gritted her teeth, “How did this happen?”

Savannah explained, “This woman is the wife of a supplier who has a conflict with Mashion. She came to meet me because of her husband’s case. I’ve only met her husband once, and that man was the one who hurt my arm with a knife. How will I be involved in their relationship? These are nonsense…”

“That’s hard to say!” Clara interrupted, “Assuming that you’re not lying, why didn’t the woman go to your office to discuss matters with you? Why did she have to kneel in front of you on the street if you aren’t her husband’s mistress?”

Clara tried to blame Savannah, but her words angered Agatha so much that she tossed the phone away. “How dare you? Kneel!”