No Mercy, No Forgiveness

Chapter 166

Nicholas flew into a rage upon hearing this.

Maureen was punished by kneeling in the family chapel for a full day and night.

This was just one incident; countless others followed.

Kathleen’s expression froze, her smile not reaching her eyes: “After all these years apart, you’ve become more humorous than before.”

As they walked, they arrived outside a secluded courtyard.

It wasn’t far from Geoffrey’s residence. Maureen remembered this place vaguely from childhood, but she’d never entered since marrying into the Sutton Family.

She’d asked the Sutton Family’s maid about its purpose, but even the maid didn’t know.

Kathleen stood outside the courtyard: “Reenie, didn’t you once tell me Geoffrey specifically came looking for you late at night during a downpour?”

This was something Maureen had shared before her marriage.

Maureen didn’t grasp her meaning: “Yes, what about it?”

Kathleen arched her willow–leaf eyebrows slightly.

“I’ve always wondered–back then, didn’t you describe Geoffrey as incredibly gentle and chivalrous?”

Maureen felt an inexplicable unease stirring inside her.

Kathleen smiled ambiguously. “I think there’s something you should know.”

Her gaze

drifted toward the silent courtyard nearby.

“You might want to take a look inside.”

Maureen couldn’t guess her intentions.

“Why should I listen to you?”

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framed by Kathleen multiple times, Maureen had lost all trust in

I’m warning you–you’ll regret

Kathleen turned to leave.

speculation. Whatever

still

no gentleman–after all, he’d brought down

still lay in hospital, machines keeping him

alone in the deserted area. Everyone else had gone to

words echoing in her mind. As if guided by an unseen

an oak tree’s fragrance filling the air. The familiarity struck Maureen–she’d surely been here before, though the memory had faded with time. As a child, she’d visited the Sutton

beneath the oak, Maureen eyed a vermilion wooden house in the distance. Step by step, she approached

Creak-!

into view. Every piece of furniture lay

wondered what Kathleen wanted

one of

Clatter!

tumbled to the floor. Maureen picked it up, freezing

by side–one cold as ice, the other with eyes curved in

bottom were the words:

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heart raced as she uncovered the remaining

photos, but these captured their youth rather

right wore a tailored suit,

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left stood in casual wear, warmth radiating

tell they weren’t the same person when seen side by

identified them: “Geoffrey (elder brother), Alex

the right was Geoffrey. The gentle

Maureen’s mind reeled.

realized she might have mistaken them all these

always loved Geoffrey–how could she confuse