Chapter 52:I will protect you "What?" Dahlia grimaced at the looks she got from her family. "I am only telling her the truth. When has the truth been bound in this house? Huh?" Grant Dale sent a withering glare and snapped, "Dahlia, shut up! Or go back to your room." "As always, everyone is taking the stranger's side and ganging up on me. I am so unfortunate!" Pushing her chair back with a loud shriek, Dahlia complained as she left the dining section. When she reached the corridor, a satisfied grin grew on her lips. "My plan worked. I got rid of that questioning, asking pest!" Back in the dining room, Grant and Everest Dale tried to comfort Elsie, who looked hurt. Grant said in a soothing voice, "Dear, you know how your aunt is, right? She has a faucet for a mouth that keeps running all day long." To this, Cécilia chuckled from her corner, finding it amusing that her mother's sharp tongue was compared to a faucet. She was the quiet member of the family.
Chapter 53: A scandal can not be controlled. One night, when Aiden returned home, he took his bath and slipped into bed. He felt the warm arms of his wife spread on his chest, holding him. It made him pleased. Smiling, he asked tenderly, "Aren't you sleeping?" "I was, but you woke me up. Now, as punishment for that, I will sleep in your arms the entire night," he heard her groggy voice reply, as she positioned her head on the side of his chest. Aiden kept quiet, not because he had nothing to say, but rather because he loved the idea of Elsie lying in his arms. It gave him peace of mind and a strange, pleasant feeling in his belly. He stared down at her delicate features, feeling his heart beat wildly in his chest. Aiden could not believe Elsie was right there with him. His expression saddened suddenly as he thought, 'I don't deserve this. I don't deserve you.' "Aiden, I want to continue with piano classes and also guitar. Is that okay with you?" "Fine," he
Chapter 54: Make the night worth it, baby girl. In the Grand Scott Villa in the Eastern area known by the French as 'La Prolétaire Placé', acres of acres of land owned by the wealthy class of City D. Crystal chandeliers cast rainbow shards across polished marble floors as an orchestra swelled. Women and men clad in noble elegance glided around the ballroom, sipping champagne and every drink of their liking. The arrival of Elsie and Aiden drew the attention of the entire room, everyone whispering praises about their clothes and how good a pair they made. Due to the influence of the Scott family, only a few people knew about Elsie's previous reluctance to their marriage and her relationship to Henry Rowan. While others who had heard the rumors could only talk about it in hushed whispers. Elsie, who had her arm interlocked with Aiden's, wore an off-shoulder bloody red gown with a multi-colored dotted diamond design on the hem. Her natural red hair was styled by the ci
Chapter 55: Let's make use of the bed "Haha. I try not to," he chuckled. "Mr. Johnson, are you here?" a voice called out. Unlike Mr. Johnson, who looked over his shoulder to find the owner of the voice, Elsie had that murderer's voice engraved in her mind, bone. It was the voice of the woman who had ended her life and Aiden's. That overly sweet voice made her suddenly nauseous. "No, I am stuck in traffic," Mr. Johnson replied with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. His brow furrowed at the sight of the young woman wearing a colorful jumpsuit and braiding flowers into her hair. Immediately, Trixson's face lost color. To hide her sunken expression, she chuckled lightly. "Hahaha, you are funny, sir. I thought I had mistaken you for someone else. You might have seen me on TV..." "No, I don't watch TV," Mr. Johnson stated matter-of-factly. "Oh," her shoulders sagged in disappointment. But she quickly recovered and produced a charming smile, extending her hand.
Chapter 56: How did she get it? "Elsie, let's make use of the bed," he croaked, desire intensifying in his eyes. At this point, Elsie noticed the bed behind them. It then dawned on her that she was in his childhood room, a place she had only seen once before. Her cheeks turned red. She clapped her mouth, struggling to contain the erupting laughter building in her. A wild laugh escaped out of Elsie. She teased, "Sure!" In order to tease him more, she went over and sat on the bed, her fingers feeling the softness of the grey sheets. Gasping, she called him by wiggling her hand, "This bed is so comfortable. We might even forget why we are here." But when she noticed his expression had not changed, she realized he had been serious. The smile on her lips collapsed. She tried to reason with him, "You can't be serious, Aiden. Not here and not now." "Why?" He frowned. "Because..." she halted in her presumed rant, to gather her thoughts so she could not prov
Chapter 57: This is so embarrassing Justina's stern gaze fixed upon Elsie, the last family member to present a gift. The room grew silent as the anticipation mounted. April, with a smug expression, eagerly awaited Elsie's inevitable scolding from Grandma. "I can't wait for this drama to unfold," April whispered, her eyes gleaming with mischief. Elsie, however, seemed unfazed by the tension in the air. She maintained her composure and approached Justina with a small, elegantly wrapped package in her hands. She managed to smile too. As she handed it to her grandmother, a hint of uncertainty flickered across Elsie's face. Justina accepted the gift and carefully began to unwrap it, her eyes never leaving Elsie's. The room held its breath, awaiting Justina's reaction. With each layer of wrapping paper peeled away, curiosity mingled with apprehension. From the back, it seemed like a glass perfume bottle, which made Justina frown. She hated perfumes and preferred nat
Chapter 58: Do you want to hit me? Back in the ballroom, April stood at the dark drinking area, engaged in a serious conversation with the man she had met earlier. They appeared to be deep in discussion, their expressions indecipherable. His eyes widened, a mixture of surprise and concern displayed on his face. He leaned closer again, his voice barely audible. " Is that all you want me to do?" "Yes." She agreed firmly. "Do you understand?" April asked in a hushed tone. She opened her bag, allowing him to peek inside. He nodded in response. Henry's eyebrows furrowed as he considered April's request. A smile spread across the man's lips. He scratched his eyebrows, a mischievous glint in his eyes as if contemplating the outcome of the plan. After a moment, he opened his mouth and said, sounding impressed, "I have. It's quite solid." A wave of relief washed over April's face. She adopted a nonchalant tone and said, "Okay. Do you have any questions?"
Chapter 59: It's time for action "Do you want to hit me?" Elsie asked furiously in a louder tone. She leaned in, pointing at the side of her face, gaining the attention of everyone present. In her past life, he had drugged her and taken compromising pictures of them, then broadcasted them to the entire guest list. It was so embarrassing for Elsie that, due to April's manipulation, she believed it was a good thing that would make Aiden divorce her. Only in her dreams. He tightened his grip on her, monitoring her every step until that big mishap that made him cut all ties in front of everyone. That incident led to her moving out of the country with Henry, promising a honeymoon but leaving her in a basement for ten years.