Chapter 1694

Morrison wore an expression of helplessness. “It’s not like that. She came to see me and I wasn’t here. She found the necklace and thought it was pretty, so she took it. She later texted me about it on WhatsApp.”

“She came here looking for you?” A hint of severity flashed in Magdalen’s eyes.

“She was preparing for the school anniversary performance and asked for my help in deciding which song to sing, Morrison explained.

A sarcastic laugh escaped Magdalen. “If things keep going this smoothly between you two, what’s next?

Sneaking into bed while I’m not around?”

Morrison’s face darkened at Magdalen’s taunt, uttering blandly. ‘Magdalen, I’m not interested in Antonia and I won’t betray you. You know this very well.”

“You might not be interested in Antonia, but do you know she’s interested in you?” Magdalen questioned.

Morrison hesitated before replying, “Yes, I know: “So what? You’re fully aware of her feelings, yet you continue to indulge her. You let her take my necklace, helped her choose songs, allowed her to use your private suite. What are you trying to do? Does flirting with a young girl amuse you?”

I’m not that kind of person. The Crawley family asked me to look after Antonia, and

idea of maintaining distance? What would it look like if you weren’t?” Disappointment filled Magdalen’s eyes as she looked at the man before her. “Forget it, I don’t want to argue with you. If you want to rescue Antonia, go ahead. Don’t worry about me. But let me

turned and walked

followed, reaching out to

callously, “Don’t make me despise you. I can love you with all my heart, but I can also break up with you in an instant.

settled on Morrison’s handsome face. “You accuse me of having ambivalent attitude toward Antonia. Do you even care? If Antonia hadn’t upset Estelle,

lot of problems between us. I just didn’t want to face them. We both have complaints about each other, but we’ve stopped communicating. We’re letting the gap between us

“Maybe we should take a break

just love each

shook her head. Her mind was a whirl. She turned and headed

followed her. “Where are you

cold. Without looking

stairs, watching as Magdalen’s rose-colored skirt disappeared through the door, the hem swishing

She

somber. “No, let her

Estelle was downstairs, chatting with Emily. Jonathan was working in his study. After reviewing a document, he received a

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