Chapter 47

Estelle knew what Magdalen was asking and tried to play it cool, “It’s okay”

“What about any fetishes? Does he have any?” Magdalen continued to pry.

Estelle’s ears began to feel hot as she searched through her chaotic memory, “I don’t think so.”

Magdalen felt more at ease and took a small box from her purse, throwing it to Estelle, “If you’re not looking to get pregnant right now, take one of these each time. They’re safe and have no side effects, but it’s best to have him take precautions just in case.”

Estelle’s gaze fell upon the box, and she hesitated for a moment before opening it. Without further delay, she picked up one pill and placed it in her mouth.

Memories flooded her mind as she recalled the tragic car accident that claimed the lives of her adoptive parents when she was only four years old. Since then, she had been sent to an orphanage, and it was Magdalen who had taught her about women’s physiology, emotions, and sexuality, filling the gaps in her understanding.

The two of them were close friends, teachers, and family for each other.

the Royal Mansion, went upstairs, and entered the room which was the same as when Estelle left. Jonathan

getting dark, so both of them put down their luggage and

was opposite them, and they chose

since Jonathan isn’t around much, and you don’t know how

identity as a poor student, it’s more or less acceptable for me to rent a room just because I can afford it. But

laughed, “How long do you plan to hide it from

said that night made it difficult for her

the flow,” Estelle said

There must be a regular cleaning lady.

yourself. But

of self-doubt crept in. “I

laugh, pretending to exude confidence.

while, Magdalen said, “Old Mrs. Copeland is having her 80th birthday party next Saturday, and I got two invites. One for the lady of the Sampson family and the other for

indifferently, “I received two

studio partner, and

gras, “So, do you want me to pick you

head, “I wasn’t planning

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