"How could that be allowed!" Before Beau Shelby could finish speaking, Claire North couldn’t help but cut in sharply, "If Elias Hawthorne marries Raina, what about me? The position of the Hawthorne Family’s head lady is mine!"
After saying this, Claire North regretted it.
This thought had lingered in her mind for too long, and it slipped out without her realizing it.
Beau Shelby fell silent, and after a long while, he suddenly laughed, "Claire, this is your true feeling, isn’t it? You’re not really worried that Raina won’t forgive you, nor are you truly concerned that the Hell King Hawthorne will hold you accountable. You’re afraid that if you reveal everything, you’ll never have the chance to marry into the Hawthorne Family, isn’t that right?"
Claire North looked devastated and heartbroken, "How... how could you say that about me? Is that really how you see me?"
"I don’t want you to be either. Claire, you know? I’ve always considered you as my wife. No one would want their wife to be such an unbearable person." Beau Shelby sighed, with a hint of indescribable sadness and pain in his eyes. He said softly, "I suddenly remember when I went to the North Family to propose, and you refused. I fear it wasn’t truly because you were worried about others’ words breaking us apart, making our relationship shattered, but because after meeting the Hell King Hawthorne, you were unwilling to marry me, right?"
She kept stringing him along later on, simply because Elias Hawthorne hadn’t agreed to marry her.
She actually considered him as a backup.
How ridiculous, how utterly ridiculous.
Claire North shook her head vigorously, "No, it’s not like that." Tears fell madly, one after another, like beautiful, fragile diamonds that made one want to protect them.
But Beau Shelby no longer believed, "Claire, take care of yourself."
"Will you tell Raina about this?" Claire North couldn’t stop shouting, "I beg you not to tell Raina, okay? You’ll ruin me! You’ll really ruin my whole life!"
However, Beau Shelby’s steps didn’t halt for a moment.
"Beau! I’m begging you, begging you!" Claire North struggled to get up from the bed, trying to chase after him.
But her waist hurt too much, and she couldn’t muster any strength. She fell down without taking a single step.
Brenda Adler quickly supported her daughter, "Don’t hurry."
"How can I not be anxious?" Claire North gripped Brenda Adler’s hand tightly, her face full of tears, "Beau Shelby will definitely tell Raina about this, it’s impossible to hide everything, and by then, we’ll all be doomed!"
Brenda also recalled the legend of Elias Hawthorne, and she involuntarily shivered, "Don’t be afraid, there’s still a turning point in this matter. Have you forgotten? Apart from you, there’s another person in the Hawthorne Family who doesn’t want Elias Hawthorne to marry Raina and have their family reunion."
Claire North was stunned, "You mean Mrs. Hawthorne!"
Susan Kensington was entertaining the visiting noble ladies.
These days, the villa they were residing in continuously had noble ladies coming to visit, and every time she entertained them, Susan always had Rhoda Kensington accompany her.
Rhoda was carefully trained by Susan. Despite her young age, she was very composed.
Mrs. Chandler, who had made her fortune in real estate, held Rhoda’s hand and praised her repeatedly.
Rhoda’s face reddened slightly, yet she still gracefully said, "Mrs. Chandler, you flatter me too much. I, Rhoda, am just mediocre and don’t deserve such praise from everyone." Read complete version only at novel⁂fire.net
"If this is what you call mediocre, then I’m afraid the little rascal in my family will be even less presentable."