The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 794

Maisie lowered her head slowly.

Only now she understood why Mrs. Boucher’s attitude would change drastically after knowing that she was Nolan’s wife when they bumped into each other at the Golden Garden Theater.

After all, she was Nolan’s wife. Yael had never once forgotten about Natasha. No wife in this world could tolerate her husband thinking about another woman.

It was just that there was something she did not understand. What was going on between Mrs. Boucher and Tristan? ‘Tristan Knowles, Natasha Knowles…!

Maisie seemed to have connected the dots and asked, “Your mother’s name is Natasha

Knowles… Does this mean that she is…” Nolan fixed his gaze on her face and said in a serious voice, “There are two large families in Yaramoor, the Knowles and the Hathaways . Eleven years ago, Rick Knowles, the eldest grandson of the Knowles, married the princess of Yaramoor, so the Knowles are the relatives of the royal family right now.”

Nolan’s face sank slightly when he talked about this. “The Knowles adopted my mother. She was Rick’s aunt, and Tristan is my mother’s elder brother.”

she did not know what to

deep-set eyes as he continued. “My mother’s life with the Knowles was

Maisie and kissed the corner of her eyes. “Honestly, I’m not surprised when you told me you saw Mrs. Boucher and Tristan together. After all,

“Mrs. Boucher started seeing Tristan several years ago. It’s just that Mr. Boucher turns a blind eye toward it. He was forced to marry a woman he didn’t love. He has been treating her coldly for years, so he found no reason

Boucher and Mr. Boucher was indeed a sad story. They had to pretend like a loving couple in front of

day Maisie had seen her when she pushed Tristan away. It now seemed to her that Mrs. Boucher was trying

slowly, “So about the thing you

for a moment before replying, “Yeah.” Maisie was exhausted, so she did not ask any questions anymore. She closed

he tried. He allowed Maisie to

in the morning. It was only 6:00 a.m., and the sky was still dark and

longer beside her. She did not know whether he had not

downstairs. She looked toward the window, and it seemed to her that

and there