Chapter 737

Finally, Glynnis‘ defenses crumbled entirely, and she collapsed to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

“It was from me.”

Everyone was stunned. Frederic was completely dumbfounded, demanding in shock, “What did you just say? Repeat that?!”

“That report was given to me by Elspeth. I was the one who handed it over to Edith. That’s why it came to light,” Glynnis wept, tears and snot mingling on her face. The cat was out of the bag, and in a desperate bid to save herself, she had no choice but to come clean.

Admitting her mistake seemed a better option than having her disgrace broadcasted for all to see. After all, she was of the Abernathy bloodline; what did it matter if she had framed Marilla?

Her father, who valued family honor above all else, would surely step forward to protect her!

“Why would Elspeth just give you the medical report out of the blue?!” Hamilton gasped, struggling to catch his breath.

“I don’t know. Maybe the drugs messed up her brain, made her crazy!”

used Elspeth’s notorious deeds as leverage, threatening her to hand over something that could ruin Marilla’s marriage prospects, didn’t you?” Thaddeus‘ eyes were dark with

Glynnis‘ mind went

man’s conjectures hit the nail on the head, and she couldn’t even muster a

furious, slapped his thigh and could barely stand up with Mr. Murray’s support, “Marilla is your own sister! You grew up together; she was good to you and trusted you so much.

late mother!” Frederic was

all your fault for pushing me! Is it all

Marilla! I was the one who fell for Jareth first, yet you tried to match

Hamilton was flabbergasted. But then, his expression darkened, tears of fury welling up as he

shocked! Glynnis‘ eardrums throbbed with pain, and extreme

most is when women, over some trivial love squabble, become jealous and even go so far as to harm their own flesh and blood

ago, your grandmother, because I loved her and wanted to marry her, was rendered

were utterly astonished! Even Mr. Murray, who

and when they were alone, he’d tenderly whisper in her ear; no wonder Fiona loved the theater, loved to sing, though her singing was always off–key, not quite pleasant.

would still listen with adoration and tenderness, over

hearing in one ear, never complained. Her smile was always radiant and warm, making it hard to believe she had a

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