NovelEnglishShe implored Darin to kill Millie, but his attempts faltered repeatedly. A portrait of ineffectuality, he appeared to be. Should she truly unite her fate with Darin’s through matrimony, misfortune would inevitably ensnare her,
“Given Mrs. Barker’s lack of receptiveness, my attendance becomes unnecessary. Nonetheless, given Darin’s compromised mobility, I propose a mutual dissolution of our engagement. Marrying an individual incapacitated as such is beyond my inclination.”
Rhea’s words resonated with unwavering arrogance. Upon hearing this, Camilla’s blood pressure surged instantaneously.
“And by what means have you ascertained his legs’ impairment? Did you consult the physician?” Rhea dismissed it with a nonchalant shrug.
“There’s no need for your anger. Conceal it today if you wish, but the future won’t be a canvas for such concealment.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDarin, rouse yourself from slumber, and bear witness to this woman’s desertion. Oh, naive lad, you’ve held her as a gem, blind to her true nature, The weight of folly settles upon you.
In Rhea’s perspective, the dissolution of the Barker family would have spared her the obligation of marrying Darin. This in turn would safeguard her father’s standing.
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Swelled with fury, Camilla’s accusatory finger aimed at Rhea, her voice thundering.
“Leave this place! Depart at onc:
Rhea cast a look of disdain upon Camilla and departed, indifference etched upon her countenance.
“Kind sir, I intend to buy this fish.” Millie reached the lotus pond and approached Galen’s collection of fish. Her finger extended, indicating a specific fish of interest.
Astonishment painted Galen’s features as Millie entered his sight.
“Have you partaken of both yesterday’s piscine offerings?” “Indeed, they graced my palate. Both found their place within.”
Millie’s smile persisted, though concealed within it was the untold truth of the fish’s fate on their journey homeward.
In response, Galen’s laughter bubbled forth, and he extended the fish she had set her sights upon.
Millie transported the fish to her abode, swiftly administering a meticulous cleansing ritual, followed by its transformation into a simmering pot of fish soup.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWithin the crucible of the pot, the soup emerged as the epitof nutrition.
Following a deft adjustment of the culinary conditions, Millie’s attention was captured by a call from Grace.
“Millie, are you available tonight? It’s been a while since we last saw each other.
“Grace, I’m at the countryside. Once I return to Preagend, I’ll meet you.” “You’re there alone? Did Marcus accompany you on this journey?” Curiosity laced Grace’s inquiry.
Millie cast her gaze upon Marcus, immersed in his phone, doubtless ensnared by matters of commerce.
“He indeed returned by my side,” Millie disclosed, her lips painted with a faint smile too delicate to veil.
“Millie, luck favors you immensely. What past deeds earned you a husband so splendid? Handsome, wealthy, and devoted — flawlessly perfect. I wish for such a husband too.” Grace’s envy resonated in her words.
Millie sighed, recognizing Grace’s inclination to elevate Marcus. Yet, she couldn’t forget Marcus’ past cruelty towards her.
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