Chapter 485
Chapter 485
Chapter 485
The butter bowed in acknowledgment and was about to withdraw.
Suddenly, urgent voices rang out from beyond the courtyard, “My lord, you mustn’t enter My lord p>
At the sound, Athena frowned.
Sure enough, Henry and Eloise barged in, with the servants trailing behind them, too intimidated to offer more than token resh
The two of them waltzed right into the house as if they owned the place.
“Mother!” Henry and Eloise exclaimed in unison as they entered, immediately falling to their knees at the feet of Margaret
with contrived expressions of shame, Henry and Eloise walled. Through his tears, Henry cried, “Thave caused you such distress, Mother
With that, they prostrated themselves, their foreheads hitting the ground with a heavy thud
Margaret’s brows knitted, her voice cold. “What are you two doing here now? Are you trying to drive this old woman to her grave p>
Henry liked his head, frantically waving his hands. “Mother, I have truly come to take the blame for that unfilial boy. Scold me beat me–I’ll accept it all p>
“Mother, the immense trouble Matthew has caused is entirely my fault as his mother. Whatever punishment you decide, I, your daughter–in–law, will accept it.” Eloise choked out between sobs, looking utterly pathetic.
Margaret’s heart softened for a moment, but remembering all their past deceits, a chill settled over her heart again.
She shook her head slightly and sighed. “Have you truly come to make amends today, or are you harboring ulterior motives? I may be advanced in years, but my mind is still sharp. If you’re seeking something from me, I’m afraid you’ll be sorely disappointed.
“I have tailed for the duke’s estate my entire life. Now, I have neither the strength nor the will to go on. You may leave p>
Henry faltered for a moment, his eyes darkening with hidden thoughts,
But he quickly shook his head in denial. “Mother, I am your own flesh and blood. No matter how disgraceful I may be, I would never exploit my own mother. My wife and I are here today sincerely to make amends p>
*Indeed, Mother, won’t you grant us forgiveness this once?” Eloise hastily pleaded.
With red–rimmed eyes, Eloise gazed desperately at Margaret and pleaded, “Ever since you left, Mother, the entire estate has fallen into utter chaos. I’m utterly incompetent at managing such a vast household. I beg you, please return and take charge of everything”
Eloise raised the housekeeping keys high with both hands, her voice trembling with sincerity as she pleaded, “Mother, please give us another chance p>
Through all their dramatic weeping and pleading, it was clear–their only goal was to persuade Margaret to return.
“Lord Henry, Lady Eloise, Athena, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke up. “After putting on this pitiful act and making all these promises, let me guess–are you trying to get Grandmother back just so she can pay off that unfilial Matthew’s gambling debts p>
That one sentence made Henry’s face darken
Even Eloise stopped crying, her eyes wide and staring blankly at Athena. With clear displeasure, she snapped, “Athena, I know you resent us, but how could you monopolize your grandmother and keep her from returning to the estate? Rumors are swirling everywhere, accusing us of being unfilial Doesn’t your conscience bother you p>
As if she’d suffered some grave injustice, Elaise dramatically burst into crocodile tears
The hatred in Eloise’s eyes grew even more intense.
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Henry snorted coldly. “You may be heartless enough in turn your back on us, Atheria, but we would never abandon our own mother.
“Even beasts know to care for their parents, yet you turn your lack on tas without
tation. All those years we spent raising you–completely wi
“Enought” Margaret reared anally. “No one knows Athena better than I do. if you hadn’t deted on that adopted daughter and mistreated Acherra, else would she have left the estate p>
Margaret snapped, “Now you have the audacity to turn things around and smear Athena’s namer
Margaret’s relentless scolding left Henry and Eloise so ashamed they couldn’t even lift their heads to meet her eyes.
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Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.