"Beau!" Claire North couldn’t help but call out, her eyes slightly heated.
The feeling of regret and disappointment grew more intense.
Many times, she found herself constantly wondering.
Wondering why heaven was so unfair?
Why didn’t Beau Shelby have the same family background as Elias Hawthorne?
If Beau Shelby were as outstanding and had a family background as exceptional as Elias Hawthorne, she wouldn’t be stuck in this dilemma now.
Suddenly, a surge of hatred welled up in her heart again.
This hatred was directed at Raina.
If it weren’t for Raina, she wouldn’t have had the chance to meet Elias Hawthorne.
If she hadn’t seen Elias Hawthorne, with such heavenly beauty, her heart wouldn’t have fallen for him, never to be retrieved. She could have continued to live happily with Beau. Thɪs chapter is updated by novel-fire.net
Brenda Adler also felt regret in her heart.
The Hawthorne Family, although good, had too high a social standing.
If it weren’t for the high status, how could Claire have a son and still not be married into the family?
But then again, if the Hawthorne Family weren’t so prestigious, how could she bear to let Claire raise someone else’s child, especially since that child was Raina’s?
If Claire hadn’t wanted to establish herself in the Hawthorne Family, she would never have let that child see the light of day!
Brenda pondered, a trace of viciousness flashed in her eyes.
Beau Shelby, with a smile, recalled past days with Claire North, observing her joyful demeanor, suddenly said, "Claire, there’s something I just can’t remember. Can you tell me?"
"Of course, whatever you want to know, Beau, I’ll tell you."
"That’s good." Beau Shelby’s eyelashes fluttered, the drooping arc obscured the emotions in his eyes: "I remember, ever since you returned to the North Family, and reclaimed your identity, I’ve been with you often. The longest we’ve been apart was three months, during which, whenever I had time, I would fly back to Southgate to see you, right?"
"Yes." Claire North remembered: "I recall at that time, Rachel was always getting upset with me, thinking I had taken away her favorite brother because, after she went abroad to study, even when you were in New York, you didn’t visit her. She got upset for quite a long time because of it."
"Indeed, Rachel still isn’t happy when she mentions it." Beau Shelby smiled helplessly, and suddenly said, "Claire, can you tell me, how did you manage to hide from me the birth of the little prince of the Hawthorne Family, Baby Hawthorne?"
Claire North felt a chill run down her spine, her throat seemed blocked, unable to utter a word.
"Huh? Claire, why aren’t you continuing?" Beau Shelby’s lips still carried a smile, his voice unhurried: "Or perhaps, Claire, back then, did you betray me too, and while I was absent, you had an affair, and gave birth to a bastard... hmm, I’m allowed to say that, am I not?"
"You... how can you say it like that!"
Beau Shelby surprised: "Did I say something wrong? Back then, you constantly pointed at Raina’s unborn child, saying it was a bastard, right? So why does it become noble when it’s yours? Claire, that seems quite unfair."
Claire North took a deep breath, trying to calm herself: "Beau, it’s not like that, listen to me!"
Beau Shelby nodded: "Mm. I’m listening. Go ahead."
"I... I..." Claire North was at a loss for words.
Under Beau Shelby’s intense gaze, her mind was in chaos, lacking the ability to think, and could only turn to Brenda Adler for help.