Chapter 746

Glynnis‘ caustic remarks stripped Marilla’s face of all color, her slender frame trembling even more violently. She clenched her eyes shut, mangling the small teddy bear in her grip.

It was the only way she could force herself not to recall those horrifying memories.

“So you can’t snag a spot as Mrs. Fairhaven, but hey, looks like you might land a cozy spot with Mr. Bartley’s son. Congrats in advance.” Glynnis flipped her hair arrogantly – a clear mimic of Elspeth’s flirtatious antics, “But sadly, I don’t have any wedding gift for you.”

Thaddeus‘ brows were knitted in anger, his eyes searing with crimson fury, “Say that one more time, and I’ll make sure your right ear hears nothing ever again.”

“Can’t handle the truth? She’s heading straight into the Bartley family’s arms, and your scowling won’t change a thing!”

Like a tiger Thaddeus advanced towards her with menacing steps.

Glynnis threw her hands up in dramatic despair, “Help! Dad! Save me! Thaddeus is out for blood!”

“Enough! What is all this racket?!” Frederic stood on the staircase, glaring down at the feuding pair, his voice thunderous.

“Dad! Thaddeus is going to hit me. He only knows how to hit women!”

Glynnis sobbed exaggeratedly, “He might as well just kill me!”

“That’s enough!” Frederic pinched the bridge of his nose, his patience worn thin by the shrill noise, “Dennis, take her to the airport, now!”

“Yes, Mr. Frederic Abernathy.”

Dennis glanced coldly at Glynnis, “After you.”

Gritting her teeth, Glynnis hauled her hefty suitcase towards the door. Frederic, not entirely heartless, commanded sternly, “Help her with that, will you?”

to comply,

on a pitiful act as she bid her father farewell, but deep down,

father had always shown her

the turbulent rage within him, “Glynnis mentioned the Bartleys

looked down at him with

son’s brows furrowed, “Mr. Bartley’s son wants

in politics, and I’ve met Mr. Bartley’s son -a gentleman of distinction, far superior

would usually do, “At the very least, His is not a womanizer. And his parents don’t mind Marilla’s illness. They’re willing to accept her. Tell me, why would I refuse such an advantageous

Thaddeus, her face pale, damp with sweat, tears welling up in her red eyes.

school. Alston never hit or insulted her like Edith did, but the psychological shadows he inflicted were far worse than any physical

stood watch while Edith’s clique tormented her, sometimes smirking from the

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junior high, after receiving new school uniforms, Edith,

looked, dragged her into the equipment room and drenched her in dirty water, ruining her new uniform;

of summer. At that moment, Alston, who had been silent before, approached and draped his coat over

utter a word of thanks, she saw his gaze fixed on her drenched chest. Her

screamed, her

will ever know,” Alston had whispered, his voice deceptively sincere yet laced with raunchy

the memory still sent chills through Marilla’s body.

white through tight clenching, “You’re upset with me and want to lash out. But you

the worst of me.” Frederic shot back furiously, “Marilla is my daughter. Do

is for her best

let out a cold laugh, “Or maybe it’s for the best interest of your career. An

from red to white as his son unabashedly stripped away his pretenses,

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