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“Is this all my fault?” Susan was getting crazy.
Patrick replied. “If it’s not your fault, whose is it? Even Jonathan is suffering because of you.”
The mention of his eldest son, Jonathan Reed, brought a look of deep anguish to Patrick’s face.
Jonathan was in terrible shape. If he didn’t get proper treatment, there was a real chance he would be permanently disabled.
“If he ends up with a disability because of this…”
Patrick didn’t finish the sentence, but Susan understood all too well what he meant.
There can be no disabled heir in the Reed family.
s been only Jonathan
There had So what did he mean now? That he was paving the way for his illegitimate son?
Susan turned pale with anger.
“You’re the one who’s being unreasonable! You had an affair and a child with another woman, and now I’m the one who has to explain myself?*
She screamed, her voice cracking with hysteria.
But Patrick just scoffed, gave her a look of pure disgust, then turned and walked away without another word.
“Where are you going now?” Susan called after him.
His answer was just to slam the door behind him as he left.
She wanted to run after him, but her legs felt heavy as lead.
She collapsed to the floor, her whole body shaking as she burst into sobs.
“Why? Why are you doing this to me? Why is this happening to me?”
I’m getting old.
And now, in my later years, I have to go through this? What had I done to deserve such cruelty?
Ethan stood in the foyer and watched her fall apart. Being of the younger generation, he knew better than to say anything
He just turned and went upstairs to find Lillian.
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Ethan hesitated, then entered.
Jonathan forced a bitter smile. “You heard everything, didn’t you?”
The shouting downstairs had been loud enough for anyone to hear.
I had never imagined…
The family I had always proudly portrayed as harmonious was actually like this.
A set of twins. The illegitimate son.
All of this had happened right under my eyes, and I hadn’t known.
Ethan sat down on the sofa near the bed. “You don’t have to carry the burden of the older generation’s mistakes.”
“That woman… she even had a son.” Jonathan said.
Ethan fell silent.
The news had hit him too suddenly. He hadn’t had time to fully process it.
From the way Patrick usually behaved, he had never seemed like someone who would go for this type.
“How did Madam Susan find out?” Ethan asked, turning to Jonathan.
Jonathan fell silent.
How did she know?
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Then he scoffed. “How do you think? Everything that’s happened with Stella lately, obviously this is her revenge on the Reed family. She’s tearing her own parents apart.”
He gritted his teeth at the mention of Stella’s name.
She is my biological sister, and yet she treats me like this.
The pain from his wounds flared up again, fueling his hatred for her.
Ethan didn’t say anything, but hearing her name also stirred a deep irritation in him.
“Don’t you think the way she and Mr. Abraham are acting doesn’t really feel like how siblings
would act?”
Jonathan looked at him. “What do you mean?”
Didn’t act like siblings?
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No normal brother and sister would act like that. That was crystal clear.
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Jonathan didn’t have the energy to dwell on Stella and Abraham’s relationship. He thought for a moment and then said. “I’ve heard some rumors. Apparently she has a fiancé back in Falvaria.”
Ethan’s face darkened even more.
“She has a fiancé in Falvaria?”
That shameless woman.
His chest burned with anger, as if he were about to cough up blood.
Jonathan added. “I think it’s someone from the Tom family. Mr. Derrick’s fiancée, apparently.”
The second most powerful family in Falvaria?
Mr. Derrick?
A cold light flashed in Ethan’s eyes. Jonathan’s whole demeanor had become more lifeless.
He hadn’t expected that behind Stella stood not only Abraham but the entire Scott family… and even Derrick Tom, that notorious playboy.
Meanwhile, on the plane, Abraham, usually the embodiment of self–control, had completely lost it. The temperature in the private cabin soared.
And the closer they got to the end…
Stella’s voice became more and more desperate. “I don’t want this! Let me go, please… I can’t…”
Crying, pleading, and whispered sobs.
But even with tears streaming down her face, for once Abraham didn’t give in.
