The Heart I Gave The Love I Lost

Chapter 31

She had lived there for nearly seven years, and although it had only been a little over twenty days since she left, it felt like she hadn’t been there for half a lifetime.

In fact, everything–the trees, the grass–hadn’t changed at all.

Maggie had already begun to feel a sense of unfamiliarity with the place.

The butler noticed her and quickly came out to greet her. “Madam, you’re back.”

Maggie paused at the butler’s address, but ultimately didn’t correct him. She nodded and

asked, “Where’s Bella?”

“She should still be asleep.”

It was almost time, and if Isabella didn’t come downstairs for breakfast soon, it would be too late. However, Maggie had no intention of going upstairs herself and simply asked Aunt Sara to go upstairs and urge her.

The butler asked, “Madam, have you had breakfast? It’s ready, would you like to-”

Maggie smiled faintly and shook her head. “No need, I’ve already eaten.”

“I see, understood…”

At that moment, Franklin came downstairs.

Maggie looked at him, said nothing, just gave a faint nod of acknowledgment.

Franklin paused in his steps. Before he could say anything, Isabella ran downstairs and leapt into Maggie’s arms.

Maggie embraced her, gently ruffling her hair, and smiled, “It’s getting late, hurry and go

have breakfast.”

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“Mm!”

she saw when she woke up was her

inhaling her familiar scent, feeling content, and happily tugged at Maggie to accompany her. “Mom, come

“I’ve already

ahead.”

talk to

chatting, Franklin had already seated himself at the

pleadings, Maggie eventually

from

Maggie quietly drank it while listening to Isabella excitedly recount her

Franklin, she completely ignored

in Maggie’s attitude immediately.

the old house, Maggie had

about this, Franklin frowned, his

then, his phone suddenly

that the caller

thought she was beyond caring about such things.

so many years, could it

heart, and she quickly

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answer the call right in front of her. His voice was

the interaction and, in her memory, Franklin only ever showed this kind

she forgot that Maggie was there. She eagerly asked, “Daddy,

on the phone?TM

calmly,

wanted to talk to Aunt Julie as well, but she remembered that Maggie didn’t like Julia, and her words