Chapter 2549

Magdalen climbed into the car and immediately called Estelle. The phone rang until it was nearly about to go to voicemail before Estelle finally picked up. "What is it?"

Magdalen sounded frustrated. "I got so caught up in things that I completely lost track of time. I didn't interrupt you and Jonathan, did I?"

Estelle's voice was a little hoarse. "Just tell me what's going on."

Magdalen couldn't help laughing, but after the chuckle, worry crept across her face. “I just ran into Sylvia outside 9th Mansion. She was with Mr. Winters, and they looked pretty close."

Estelle and Magdalen knew each other too well; she immediately understood what Magdalen was getting at. Her tone grew more serious. "Magdalen, Sylvia has every right to choose who she wants to be with."

Magdalen hesitated before replying, “I know, I just— It's hard for me to accept. The two of them seemed perfect together, and I really believe Gab has feelings for Sylvia too."

Estelle's voice was calm. "My brother's sense of responsibility toward Silver Valley has always outweighed his feelings. Sylvia knows this. If he never comes back, is she supposed to just wait for him forever?"

Magdalen sighed, regretful. "You're right. I get it."

Estelle asked, "You didn't give Sylvia, or Mr. Winters, a hard time, did you?"

"Of course not Sylvia, but I was a bit prejudiced. I guess I blamed Eugene for coming between her and Gab, so I was a little cold to him," Magdalen admitted honestly.

Estelle's voice was quiet. "Don't do that next time. Don't put Sylvia in a tough spot."

exhaled. "Alright,

home?" Estelle

slumped against Morrison's shoulder. "Go see Jonathan. I'm hanging up


"Okay."

her phone, but something weighed heavily on her, darkening

gently cupped her chin. "Estelle's right. If you care about Sylvia, then be there for her, look

his hand, toying with the wedding band on

were refined and gentle. "If you need to vent, you can take it out on me,"

laugh and turned to stare out the car window, but the knot in her

*

changed, then tossed her clothes in the washer. While waiting,

ones.

the bookshelf-putting away books she'd finished and knew she'd neverread again and placing he

was done and dried. She carefully ironed each piece and folded

everything, it was

stepped out onto the balcony and gazed at the city lights. The hush


J City wrapped

had been hinting at he was

it matter

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