Frances stared at the phone screen for quite a while. She understood clearly why Clara was calling in. She must have noticed the online news report.

Taking a sigh, she didn't put through the call. But soon Clara gave her another call again.

She closed her eyes, and turned to the two elders "Excuse me, I got to answer the call."

Saying so, she got the call through, and answered in a delighted tone, "Hey, Clara! How's going? What are you calling about?"

Her ordinary tone had obviously bewildered Clara.

With a deep voice, Clara asked, "Have you seen the report, auntie Frances?"

Frances' conjecture turned out to be right.

She then crackled, "What report? No, I have not seen it yet. Is that anything special?"

Somehow, Clara felt it was hard to make things clear via phone call. She then said, "Have you got time by the moment, aunt Frances? There is something I want to discuss with you personally."

Frances thought it over, and agreed.

Though possibly she still got family waiting anxiously for her at home, she didn't feel like heading back to the Masons' yet.

She was disgusted to imagine what kind of attitude her family would treat her with.

Hanging up the phone, she turned to the driver sitting aside, "Put me off down the cross road ahead. There is something I got to deal with."

Old Mrs. Mason leaned on the back seat and said, "You are going to meet Clara, aren't you?"

Frances temporized with a simple nod, lowered to put the phone in her bag, and again heard the voice of the old lady.

"I suggest you'd better keep a distance from her. Come on, just think about the identities of you two. " Said Old Mrs. Mason.

Frances was brought up short by her words, looking up at the old lady speechlessly, who was staring outside of the window with a frown.

For Old Mrs. Mason, what stuck in her head and remained desperately unsolved was the continuously inflaming and wide-spreading negative effect brought by the affair that happened online, which she failed to figure out any way to bring it to a halt.

do was to publicly announce the divorce between Khalid and

she thought that it would bring the marriage between Frances and

planet, there would be no other man than Khalid to ever accept all Frances' flaws and tolerate her

away from her mother, Frances murmured, "I don't care. I just like Clara. She is hundreds, thousands times better than Katherine; she is well cultivated, and a girl who truly deserves to be Marshall's wife. Katherine? That

were some gall and wormwood to his father sitting in

and clear enough, it is totally up to Marshall. How about you

dad would not

had ordered, the driver pulled up by the crossroad and put

have been spoiling you too much, and

her daughter, and said to the driver, "We are good to

for quite a long while.

with Katherine? Hell no! They are being all too blind to look through the essence of

in her head was the indignity and rage

rest of her life, she would never forgive

taxi and headed to a small café, where

got inside with a bright smile, "Sorry, I'm

with a serious look

course I'm fine." Frances answered with a false composure

then took out her smartphone and showed it to Frances — on the screen, it was

messy and chaotic, and the crying sound of Frances was heard off

at the screen, with a calm expression on her face,

back, and looked at Frances,

her son and his

and conclusion she gave to Clara were nothing but

found herself pale to find any excuse to

with her mouth pursed, she nodded after a pause

hospital today was only part of my plan. I will

don't really care a scrap about that shit. Indeed, I divorced my husband, but so what? I can still lead a happy life without

with a solemn look in her

why Frances declined with any sorts of excuses every time when she requested to pay

and told her the truth that she had been living with her own family for a long while.

close to Frances and played up to her was purely to get herself together

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