Cold husband burning regret

Miranda watched her son–usually so proud and unyielding–wilt with heartbreak over a woman, and her feelings were a tangled mess. She simply couldn’t bear to see her child pay such a terrible price for love ever again.

Meanwhile, Genevieve stormed into the house, scowling. Noticing her daughter’s expression, Ilse looked up, puzzled. “Weren’t you going to see that Rayburn girl?”

“I did,” Genevieve huffed, flopping onto the couch and folding her arms. “That woman’s completely nuts!”

Ilse adjusted her shawl and walked over. “What do you mean?”

Genevieve got up and moved to her mother’s side. “You don’t even know, Mom. Miss Rayburn is not just clueless, she’s absolutely brainless. And the way she dresses–it’s just appalling. There’s nothing ladylike about her at all!”

“She’s the Rayburns‘ daughter who’s been missing for years. It’s not like she grew up in their family. Isn’t it normal she’s a little ignorant?” Ilse replied.

As long as she’s a Rayburn, once the family acknowledges her, they’ll cover for her, no matter how little she knows.

Genevieve shot her mother a look. “But she’s delusional! She actually thinks she can take credit for saving my brother’s life! Grandma and Auntie both know it was Charlotte, but somehow she has the nerve to claim it was her. How shameless can you get?”

Ilse was momentarily stunned.

She’d expected Miss Rayburn’s ignorance to be a matter of inexperience, but delusions?

Could the Rayburns‘ long–lost daughter really be this much of a disaster?

But honestly, Ilse didn’t much care anymore.

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matter what, she’ll end up your

want an idiot like that marrying

darkened. “Evander is Evander, and you are you. You’re not even full siblings. If he wants to marry an idiot, what does that have to do with you? Besides, it’s better for us if the Rayburn girl isn’t too sharp! That way, we just sweet–talk her a little, and she’ll be putty in our hands. And don’t forget–we’ll need her to put in a good word for you

thinking of your future. Your father and your uncle are both your grandmother’s sons, but you know how she plays favorites. If we don’t fight for ourselves, do

us?”

silent, unsure whether her mother was truly looking out for her–or

***

were having dinner when her phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen–a number from Riverspire City. She picked up. The

froze. “…Who is

don’t recognize my

too stunned to answer. She glanced at Wesley, then

answer

laugh dryly.

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whether you’re paralyzed or not. If you are, I’ll have to

have for breakfast today, a bucket of