The Cherished Wife by Chweety

"Sorry," Henry interrupted Clarisse, his gaze somewhat cold and distant. "This is your and Mateo's personal affair. It's hard for an outsider like me to say anything." "Outsider?" Clarisse's face paled slightly, becoming tinged with bitterness. "Henry, you're actually saying that we..."

Henry said pointedly, "Clarisse, we should go down for dinner. You haven't been to Brookville in a long time. The Hoffman residence's chef isn't the same as before." With that, Clarisse's expression grew even more unpleasant.

Then, Clarisse watched Henry leave while standing motionless with her fists clenched, staring blankly at his retreating figure.

Janet stood nearby for a while, not fully understanding Clarisse's earlier words. However, just thinking about how Charles treated her made her upset.

"Aunt Clary, you must help me. You watched me grow up, and you know how I feel about Charles. Kelly used to be in the picture. Now that she's gone, why won't Charles accept me?"

Clarisse's eyes flickered, flashing with intensity as Kelly's face crossed her mind. "Don't worry, Janet. I'll definitely help you."

sat opposite Maxwell's seat of honor. Henry and Nancy sat together, leaving two seats next to Mateo

adjusting Nancy's sleeve, paused briefly. A sense of coldness flashed

Nancy who looked up with a faint smile at Clarisse. "It's been years, yet you remain charming as ever, Clarisse. I'm

was casual as if she was making small talk. Nonetheless, Clarisse's facial features nearly twisted with

beside him, but Chloe arrived with Anna in her arms. "Mother, what brings you here this

be held by

and placed her next to him.

gathering today. How lively!

Janet. "Janet, why are you still standing?