Chapter 1791

Wenham's voice echoed from the kitchen, asking if the soup was ready. "Coming,” Darcie replied while swiftly deleting all the messages on her phone. She gracefully carried the hot soup to the dining area.

"Let Sandra handle these matters moving forward."

Wenham wiped his hands and continued, "It’s getting cold, and the food will cool down during all the back-and-forth."

"Sandra has been busy all night. She's currently having dinner. We shouldn't trouble her with these minor tasks," Darcie said as she filled another bowl of hot soup for Wenham. "Plus, I'm used to it. I took care of your mom, remember? It's not a big deal."

Wenham paused upon hearing that and refrained from saying anything more.

a lot of effort into taking care of Eleanor over the years. With the wealth of the Saun family, finding help for such tiring work was easy as long as the pay was good. Eleanor, once a renowned debutante in

illness had transformed her. She often verbally abused her caregivers, and despite the high salary offered by the

caring for Eleanor, she endured numerous insults. Even in the face

vomit during an episode, a gesture he, as

wasn't difficult to get along with; she was just ill. Bedridden for years and fretting over her

after

to insist that Wenham marry Darcie during her final years. She claimed that a virtuous woman such

of circumstances. He was willing to provide her with money, ensuring she and her

construction site, Darcie traveled a long distance to take care of him. Even with a heart of stone, Wenham couldn't bring himself to utter

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