Mission To Remarry

Chapter 199

Aubree, Gina, and Samuel discussed for a long time before coming to a consensus to have Sonya resolve the matter.

After all, Sonya was the most supportive of Aubree marrying into the Farwell family, and Lucian would still obey her to a certain degree.

In consideration of that, Gina asked Sonya out right away.

“You‘re here as well, Aubree? What would you like to eat? It‘s my treat today.” Sonya didn‘t notice anything amiss, taking her seat across from them with a smile.

Aubree‘s smile was a tad forced. “Thank you, Mrs. Farwell, but I don‘t have much appetite today.”

After saying that, she despondently lowered her head and placed both hands on her knees, twining her fingers together.

Seeing that, Sonya queried in concern, “Are you not in a good mood? What happened?”

However, Aubree merely pursed her lips and shook her head.

that, Sonya looked at Gina

smile was likewise forced. She took out her phone and logged on to Twitter. This time, she didn‘t even have to search before she spotted the news report on the trending list.

both their expressions, but still, she reached

when she saw the contents of the news report. “I just knew that they make the perfect couple. Lucian

the expressions of the

realize that the woman

chagrin within her, Gina glanced at her daughter beside her before commenting with a conflicted expression, “But… Aubree wasn‘t sick at all last night. She was at home the

heard that, the

was at home last night. In other words, the woman in the photo wasn‘t her.

on the screen intently, a vague conjecture surfacing within

things along, but as she looked at the woman in the photo, the more she felt that it

and ventured, “I was afraid that there‘s a misunderstanding,

lifted her head and waited for Sonya‘s answer

daughter–in–law suffering such a grievance, a wealth of guilt swamped Sonya when she glanced at the photo of her son carrying another

Now that such a scandal has broken out, our family is indeed at fault. Don‘t worry, Aubree. I‘ll definitely talk to Lucian. Such a thing will never happen

slightly,