Third person's POV
Phoebe clearly knew this was the main bedroom. But after hearing Truman's words, she still had to pretend to be innocent.
In the world of werewolves, the bond between mates should be sacred and inviolable.
However, Phoebe insisted on interfering with someone else's relationship, which Tabitha looked down upon.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know this was Andrea's room. I just thought this room had a good orientation, with a view of the Swan Lake and good lighting, and I thought it was unoccupied."
"It's okay. If you like it, you can stay. From now on, you are the lady of the Greenwood family. You can stay wherever you want, right?" Zander raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Ambrose.
Ambrose did not agree this time but looked at the room, which was the same as before.
It was the wedding room that Andrea had decorated according to his preferences. Many memories of the past emerged in his mind.
Ambrose and Andrea were once destined mates. Their emotional bond in the werewolf world should have been unbreakable. However, it became fragile due to Phoebe's intervention.
"The villa is so big, there are many empty rooms. If you want to see Swan Lake, you can also see it from upstairs. It's really not appropriate to stay in someone else's room."
Zander, however, changed from his usual docility and became very oppressive.
"Ambrose, do you really think this is just a matter of a room? This is a symbol of status. From now on, there is only one lady in the Greenwood family, and that's Phoebe. Isn't it enough for her to have accompanied you through so much hardship over the years? Now that we finally have the opportunity to acknowledge our identity, are you unwilling?"
After that, Phoebe also started to sob, looking very aggrieved.
The expression of emotions is sometimes full of strategy. Tears can also be a powerful weapon.
"Don't cry, I didn't mean anything else. I'm just worried that you won't be used to staying in someone else's room. If you want to stay, just stay."
Truman watched the performance of the mother and son with disdain in his heart.
He really didn't know how Ambrose was bewitched back then. He gave up the mate guided by the Moon Goddess and was manipulated by this third party so much.
Facing Andrea, even if Ambrose was shameless, he felt a bit embarrassed.
His expression was very unnatural as he said, "Phoebe likes this room, can you let her have it?"
Jenny couldn't stand it and interjected, "The villa is so big, the last thing it lacks is rooms. I didn't expect that after so many years, Phoebe is still the same. Whatever Mr. Greenwood likes, she snatches. She used to snatch her husband, and now she doesn't even spare a room. What's going on with her?"
"I..." Ambrose also felt that this was inappropriate.
There are so many rooms. Why does she have to choose this one?
Phoebe doesn't feel awkward, but he feels very uncomfortable.
He was forced to this point by Phoebe and Zander. He had no choice now.
Andrea raised her hand to stop Jenny, "Jenny, give it to them if they like it."
"Madam!" Jenny was so angry that she stamped her foot, "How can you just let it go?"
She carefully selected every piece of furniture in it, especially those collections that she had specially purchased to please Ambrose.
She spent a lot to create a warm wedding room, but her husband never really looked at it for a day.
"I can let go of a man, so why would I care about a room?" Andrea's tone was very calm, "Ambrose, just live here. But the furniture inside is quite expensive. I'll take them away. Is this okay with you?"
Ambrose thought she would be furious. But the woman in front of him was calm, not like the Andrea he knew.
His throat was a little dry, "Of course."
Andrea casually pointed, "Jenny, clean up my things. I'll sleep with Tabitha tonight."
"Yes, Madam. Should those collections also be moved?" When she said this, Jenny also gave Ambrose a fierce look.
After all, in addition to spending money, Andrea also invested a lot of time and energy to get that pile of treasures.
Even when Andrea was emotionally out of control, she never smashed the things in her room.
"No need. Just put it in the warehouse. Find a chance to sell it at a low price at an auction, and give the money to Tabitha as a gift."
Ambrose looked at her again, incredulous.