Being at Loggerheads

Isabella calmed herself down and recalled William's instructions. She decided not to think too much. She smiled and replied, "Melany is right. It is my luck if I marry Joseph, but I will adjust myself to life here as soon as possible. I still have a lot to learn and I hope you can instruct me in the future."

"You are welcome."

Melany said disdainfully, "How about I get someone to send you two sets of cosmetics later? In this way, you can understand what kind of things people in our circle like. You won't be laughed at when you go out."

Seemingly amiable, Melany acted as an elder guiding the younger generation. She didn't say anything embarrassing, but the disdain underneath could not be concealed at all. Isabella smiled awkwardly, "Thank you..."

"No need."

Just as Isabella was feeling awkward, Joseph, who was listening to the conversation, immediately refused, "Thank you for your kindness, but how could my wife need someone else to classify her?"