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?

case, that must mean his parents were

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

told her a summary, and

could not tell her

he could do was give

from now, he could gradually begin to tell her the whole truth

image of Philip’s

for him. No wonder

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 city at all the past seven

his parents never come

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

They disowned him?!

her hand. She stared at him with wide eyes, her heart aching for

you ask me, they’re still your parents, after all. You should think of a way to sit with them and talk it over. It’s been seven

heaved a sigh of relief, curling around his finger a lock of Wynn’s hair that had fallen

curving into crescents as she gave him a sweet

and asked a question, shyly and timidly, “Um, do Mom and Dad know about Mila

a while longer, and then I’ll take you and Mila

“Really?”