Chapter 392:

He was, after all, only human, subject to the whims of his own emotions.

Seeing Ethel’s anger simmering beneath the surface, Hugh added in a soft tone, “As soon as you stormed off, Cheryl confided in me. She said she understood why you both were upset. She even admitted that if she were in your shoes, with her father planning to remarry, she’d be just as troubled.”

Hugh sighed, his thoughts drifting. Before today, he hadn’t anticipated such resistance. He had always hoped Freya would confront him directly if she opposed his marriage plans. That way, he could have respected her wishes openly.

However, her expressing those doubts in front of Cheryl—that had stung more than he wanted to admit.

“You’re just trying to blame this on Mina,” Ethel spat, her voice sharp with accusation.

Hugh’s brows furrowed, but he kept quiet.

He wasn’t blaming Freya—he just wished, deep down, that she could understand him better. Especially now, when Cheryl was doing her best to comfort him through her own heartbreak.

said. “I just think it’s a little harsh to say you don’t like someone right to their face. She didn’t used to be

her gaze burning

shake the thought of how devastated her sister

as a whip. “It’s because Cheryl tries to copy Mom—down to the clothes, the way she talks, even the earrings she wears!” She turned on her heel, her voice growing louder as she stormed off. “It’s not just Freya. If I’d seen it sooner, I wouldn’t be able

it now,

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subtle and gradual, a creeping transformation. Without her sister’s pointed

watched Ethel’s figure disappearing into the distance, Hugh stood frozen, a mix of

brow, a tired sigh escaping

did everything end up like

of heavy silence, he finally pulled out his phone

sat in the back of the car, her eyes rimmed red with unshed tears. Despite the strained relationship with Hugh, she didn’t mind—as long as she had Freya

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