After she drove inside and came out of the car, she saw Jennifer lounging in the garden. “Hello, Matilda,” she greeted neutrally upon seeing her.

Matilda would have ignored her in the past, but today, she greeted back, “Hi. Out here alone?”

Jennifer was surprised, murmuring an acquiescence before saying, “Yes, I am.”

Matilda nodded and went to the main residence. There wasn’t anyone in the living room save for the servant, who looked surprised to see her here. “You’re back, madam.”

Before Matilda went upstairs, the servant said, “Are you looking for your husband? He isn’t home.”

“He’s not?” She was taken aback.

“No, but the old madam is upstairs. She said you should go to her room if you need anything.”

Matilda stood there for a minute, and she understood what was going on. William’s mother knew she would come back for William, so she told him to go out for a while. Thinking of this, she sighed. “Fine. I’ll go to her, then.” She then went upstairs.

Belinda was in the room, still in the same clothes she wore to Flintstone Residence. She was sitting on the sofa, a big photo album with many pictures in it in her hand. Barely anyone developed photos these days, so those photos were taken years ago. Belinda smiled as she flipped through them, her gaze warm, and the moment Matilda came in, she knew it was her. “You’re here. Take a seat.” She didn’t even look up.

Matilda was still fuming. She pulled a face and only went to sit after a few moments, but Belinda’s attention was still on the photos. Flipping to one of them, she said, “Look. This was taken during your wedding. It’s almost thirty years since then.”

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