The First Heir

Wynn’s eyes widened. They had been married for so long, but even now she did not know about Philip’s past. His parents did not even congratulate them in person at their wedding.

Wynn had asked him many times before this, but he had glossed over the question every time.

After a long time, Wynn began to assume that Philip was an orphan who did not want to relive his painful past, so she stopped asking.

However, the way Philip held himself today, his methods or rather his attitude, all of it was vastly different from the mild-mannered wimp he had always been before.

He had changed. All of a sudden, she could not quite recognize him anymore.

Even so, Wynn could tell that his love for her was sincere.

“Are you finally willing to tell me?” Wynn asked uncertainly.

Philip nodded and looked up at the deep sky. Keeping a completely straight face, he said, “Actually, Wynn, my family is quite wealthy. I never told you because I had a huge fight with my parents and ran away from home.”

“You ran away from home?”

Wynn blinked. She clearly never expected that to be Philip’s explanation.

Even if he ran away from home, would he go as far as to not go home for years, not even for a visit? Would his parents not look for him?

the case, that must mean his parents

me. I suppose it was for their business benefits. I had never even met that girl before, so on the day

He just told her a summary,

could not tell her

do was give her a hint here

it slow. Starting from now, he could gradually begin

carefully, building a vague image of Philip’s family in her

was conservative and even arranged a marriage for him.

your parents… I mean, our parents never came to look for you?” Wynn

she remembered correctly, it had been seven years since Philip came to Riverdale. He had not left the

parents never

me, but our negotiations failed. My father lost his temper and disowned me,”

They disowned him?!

covered her little mouth with her hand. She stared at him with wide

them and talk it over. It’s been seven years, after all. You’re father and son, so you should be able to talk it out,” Wynn took Philip’s hand and tried to advise

around his finger a lock of Wynn’s hair that had fallen across her forehead. “Alright, if you say so. I’ll contact them if I

nodded, her eyes curving into crescents as she gave him a sweet and

that, she lowered her head and asked a question, shyly and timidly, “Um, do Mom and Dad know about

and then said with a smile, “They know. Wait a while longer, and then I’ll take you and Mila back home for a talk. I think they’ll be quite happy to meet you and

“Really?”