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.

Jocelyn, why’s it just us?

servant to ladle her a bowl of warming

soup.

hospital, and as for Maurice, if you don’t know where he’s off to, I’m certainly

concerned about Maurice’s whereabouts in the slightest.

the previous night’s uproar had taken its toll, for Marguerite felt exhausted despite a night’s

gently, her voice as tender as always, “Kiddos, phones down. If you

in unison, “Got it!”

Marguerite with a probing look, “Were you with Frederick

denying it, “Yeah, we were

her soy milk

with a hint of

“Why not?”

filled with dejection, “Because he told me last night that he just doesn’t love me.”

aback, “You

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