Chapter 470

Yuna eventually didn’t leave the Winston Mansion.

Marguerite had long suspected that one major reason she couldn’t hold a candle to Yuna

in Frederick’s eyes was Yuna’s knack for using the children to keep him tethered.

No matter how little Frederick loved her, he was undeniably the father of Hayes and Manley,

But she, Marguerite, seemed to have left him nothing to remember her by.

Marguerite brooded over this, Frederick’s words echoing in her mind, “I certainly don’t love her, but just as much, I could never love you,” haunting her and refusing to fade.

The first morning after the drama, Marguerite noticed a significantly reduced number for breakfast.

Only Jocelyn was bustling about with the servants, while Teresa and Hayes sat on stools, their fingers feverishly dancing over their phones as they played a shooting game.

“You’re up? Come have breakfast,” Jocelyn called out when she saw Marguerite.

down, Marguerite couldn’t help but ask, Jocelyn, why’s it just us? Where’s everyone

to ladle her a bowl

soup.

as for Maurice, if you don’t know

Maurice’s whereabouts

felt exhausted despite a night’s

voice as tender as always, “Kiddos, phones down. If you don’t start eating

chimed in unison,

bibs around Hayes and Teresa before turning to Marguerite with a probing look, “Were you with Frederick before coming home

spirits were low, but she nodded without denying it,

look right through her, sipping her soy milk thoughtfully before asking,

hint of defiance,

“Why not?”

told me last night that he just

aback, “You asked

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