Chapter 80 Your Brother Will Feel Unhappy

“Look, I can’t sleep anymore since you arrived. Shall we have a chat for a bit?”

Eileen asked, “What does ‘shoot the breeze’ mean?”

Mary slapped her thigh. “Oh my, you don’t even know this! Let me explain. ‘Shoot the breeze means to have a conversation.”

Eileen nodded thoughtfully. “What would you like to talk about?”

Mary whispered, “When I went out earlier, I overheard something. Oh my, that scream was as intense as the rumors of secret affairs in our village. It was so thrilling. Mr. Swan, your father… he’s in great shape. I assure you, your father can still have children. You’ll have a little brother soon.”

Listening to Mary’s accent, which had a dialect from an unknown region, Eileen found it. quite intriguing.

Mary sounded bold and straightforward, seemingly unbothered. Yet, the things she spoke of…

Will had multiple relationships with quite a few women, but he would never abandon his own child. Even if there were any, he would make sure to handle it properly.

Once, a woman in her twenties came to the door, causing a commotion with a child in her

arms.

Eileen heard nothing about her after that. The whereabouts of that child were also unknown.

That had only happened once.

A desk lamp glowed on the table. The scent of burning charcoal filled the room. Mary’s snoring was loud, and the pain in Eileen’s arm from last night’s incident kept her awake.

She took a short nap on the narrow bed. When she woke up, the sky outside had brightened.

Eileen carefully got out of bed, making sure not to disturb Mary. Wrapped in a blanket, she quietly closed the door and stepped outside.

It had snowed all night, and a thick layer had already accumulated outside. The cotton slippers had also been dried since last night.

them onto her feet, she felt somewhat

sneaked out the back door, as they must not find out that she had returned

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wide open while the

inside.

in unison, “Ms.

the mess

nodded, stepping into the foyer, where an unpleasant, musty smell

brows at the smell, she quickly ascended the stairs.

constantly rubbing the marks on her neck. When two men tried to assault her, Eric just stood by and watched, not lending a hand. Just because she went to an art exhibition with Jasper, he misunderstood, thinking she wanted to rely on the Smith family to escape her current predicament. That was his way of teaching

on between her and

me and

would never give her a chance to escape. Even if wings grew from her back, he would pluck

was on the verge of suffocation that she slowly. emerged. She had escaped once, so she could escape a second time.

water dripping off her body. She reached for

money in order

by the time she emerged from the bathroom.

go back to sleep. Instead, she changed into her Petalburg High School uniform, put on a cashmere coat over it, wrapped a red scarf around her neck, and quickly descended the stairs with her backpack. Her injured hand prevented

determined to get into a university, and not just any university, but to earn her place at the best

change any of the outcomes, I don’t want to repeat

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needed to go to the hospital but didn’t expect Alan to bring her to Serene

Ms.

out of the car, registered at the reception,

TOOM.

carefully wrapped and asked with at puzzled look, “Do you feel any discomfort? If we

check if there is a reason for it, like if it’s starting to get

might be. Please bear with me since the

flesh.”

voice echoed from behind. “Eileen?

she saw Zachary, looking every bit the playboy scion that he was. His hands were tucked into the pockets of his Blake coat. Eileen felt uneasy about his gaze.

Eric, he’s not a good person either.

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