Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 188

Mr. Wordsworth was sweating profusely now. “Of course not. Why would I…”

“Leave me alone then. I am the granddaughter of the Joneson Family, not a death row inmate,” Elspeth retorted.

It was not the first time she found him annoying, but she had completely lost control this time.

“Miss, please don’t make things hard for me. I am just a butler in the family. I only wish to do my job and support my family. Your actions are really pushing beyond my limits…”

She did not expect a man in his fifties would burst into tears in public.

Although his cries were not that loud, it was extremely embarrassing for her.

“Alright,” she said. “Enough. I won’t go. Stop crying. How can you cry in front of so many people when you’re at this age?”

Mr. Wordsworth finally heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing her comply. “Very well, Miss. I’ll send you home first.”

Home?

“Grandfather said I can go anywhere I want as long as I stay in Blaydal, right?” Elspeth deliberately asked as she stroked her chin.

Not comprehending what she was trying to say, he blankly nodded in response.

“That means he won’t do anything no matter how late I stay out, right?”

As if her words had completely blindsided him, he nodded once more.

“All right,” Elspeth said, standing up and tearing apart the ticket in her hand. “The ticket is destroyed. I won’t be going anywhere, so stop following me.”

Evidently, he was hesitant to believe her sudden change of heart. “You’re not lying, are you?”

“Of course not.”

Her biggest priority right now was calming him down. She could not directly bicker with him, and there was no way she would win in a fight against the many people he brought with him.

There was a look of appreciation on his face like she was

it seemed like

busy searching everywhere for her, he felt like slapping himself in the

dragged her back to the

soccer match. “Were you the one who tattled, Frank?” she coldly asked, standing

had not expected to be accused of a crime like that by name. “Tattle?” he

Are you admitting to

say.” Frank sighed, exasperated. “Why are you throwing a tantrum now? You want to borrow my private

you were going to Damoria to look for Callum, but old

Elspeth chuckled. “You’re smart.”

how close of an eye he’s keeping on you, yet you insist on going to Damoria right

disapproved of her action. It was too dangerous and would likely

mind. No one can change it,”

earth you took after,” he said, sighing. “You’re

Her father, Davion Lynwood, was a kind and gentle soul who was often the mediator

borrow my

always supervised. When asked about the helicopter, just say that Spencer borrowed it. If Grandfather asks about me, tell him I’ve been staying with you

could have thought

did not sit easily with him. “What if he comes here? How do you plan to

have some fun,” she answered. “You don’t know where I am, but you know I’ll be back in the evening. I’ll try to get back as soon as possible

lie to old Mr. Joneson, but he was not really nervous.

He nodded in agreement.

helicopter was parked at Spencer’s place. Thus, she headed

he saw Elspeth walking into his home. “Frank told me everything over the phone

she replied. “It’s been a long time since I was there. I

with a chuckle. “I know you’re doing this for

right,” she replied, smiling.

down at the leaves on the ground the entire time, she

got ready to leave

“Elspeth.”

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