?<strong>Chapter 775:</strong>


    Kaya’s revtions were candid and truthful, yet they unsettled Fannie deeply.


    The help they offered, although well-intentioned, felt like it was eroding her autonomy, encasing her in a protective shell she no longer wanted.


    Fannie understood her parents’ perspective, but the constant refrain of “it’s for your own good” had worn thin.


    Each time she endured their protracted admonitions, a part of her longed to escape the suffocating cycle of self-critique. It seemed she was perpetually falling short, never quite meeting expectations.


    Now, thistest incident had sparked yet another wave of concern from her parents, and once again, the mey heavily on her shoulders.


    Silently, she bowed her head, ensnared in a whirlpool of introspection and self-doubt.


    Bobby’s voice cut through the tension, icy and sharp. “If you’re so tired, maybe you should just go home and rest. Fannie’s an adult. She doesn’t need your hovering anymore.”


    Up until that moment, Fannie’s parents had dismissed him with nonchnce. But his bold interjection shifted the dynamics instantly.


    With a sharp re and unwavering authority, Kaya eximed, “How dare you talk to us like this?”


    “Mrs. Cooper, I’m only talking to you the same way you talk to Fannie,” Bobby countered, his words mirroring Kaya’s earlier sentiments.


    “I have nothing further to discuss with you! Do you really think you have any right to be with Fannie? Absolutely not! I’m firmly against it!”


    Bobbyughed lightly. “Your approval isn’t what I’m after. Why would I need that? The only thing that matters is Fannie’s consent.”


    Both parents swiveled their heads towards Fannie, their expressions fraught with concern. “Fannie, are you actually with him?”


    Fannie gave a hesitant nod, her difort evident.


    She recognized that her choice might upset her parents, yet she feltpelled to affirm it aloud.


    As she had anticipated, her parents were devastated.


    “After all these years of nurturing you, this is the path you choose? To forsake respectable suitors for a notorious yboy? You’ve truly disappointed us. What was the point of all our sacrifices?”


    A heavy knot formed in Fannie’s throat as she listened, her head bowed and her fingers entwined nervously.


    Bobby, who had initially moved several steps away, suddenly paused and turned around, his demeanor resolute.


    “If you fail to recognize her worth, then I swear to protect and cherish her for the rest of our lives without ever holding her back,” he dered, voicing the sentiments that Fannie had struggled to express herself.


    Her parents had always overshadowed her, making her feel like she was failing as their daughter.


    Bobby’s words resonated deeply within her, striking a chord she had never expected.


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