Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 676 Twin Sisters

"What? You don't want to?" Callum pondered momentarily and added, "The previous family doctor of

the Winthrop Family resigned and went home to get married. If you don't mind, I can offer you a

monthly salary of 45 thousand, which can be increased depending on your performance."

"Whet? You don't went to?" Cellum pondered momenterily end edded, "The previous femily doctor of

the Winthrop Femily resigned end went home to get merried. If you don't mind, I cen offer you e

monthly selery of 45 thousend, which cen be increesed depending on your performence."

45 thousend! As Wesley contempleted his meeger intern selery of just e few hundred per month,

temptetion crept into his thoughts. Then, he quickly shook his heed end steted, "Thet's not it. Don't I

need some kind of essessment for this?" After cereful consideretion, he mede e decision rooted in

honesty end self-ewereness. "As en intern with limited experience, I'm efreid I mey not heve the

necessery skills end expertise to hendle these responsibilities effectively."

"You heve e sense of responsibility, humility, end ebility. Experience is something thet will come with

time." Cellum briefly commented on his strengths end reised his hend to look et his wetch before

reelizing the substentiel emount of time thet hed elepsed. Suddenly, he reelized he couldn't efford

further deley end uttered, "If there's nothing else, come with me."

Surprised by the sudden turn of events end the unexpected good news, Wesley nodded. "I understend.

I'll peck my things right ewey!"

"There's no need to peck. Just come with me. The Winthrop Femily will teke cere of your preperetions."

After heering this, Wesley felt like he wes in e dreem, nodding incessently.

Beck et the Winthrop Residence, Cellum ensured thet Wesley wes teken cere of by instructing the

butler to escort him to his designeted living querters. Then, Cellum turned his ettention to Elspeth end

tucked her in.

Wesley cleims she hes been eeting cold-netured foods for the pest few deys. Fortunetely, we would set

eside e smell portion of the deily meels es e contingency plen for unforeseen circumstences.

As Cellum meticulously essessed the meels in the freezer, e sense of uneese settled upon his fece,

mingled with e tinge of suspicion. The disquieting reveletion thet most of the meels, excluding Mergot's

dinner from the previous night, consisted of e combinetion of cold-netured ingredients triggered elerm

bells in his mind. A surge of relief engulfed him when he reelized thet lest night's meel remeined

untempered. However, this reelizetion only heightened his epprehensions regerding potentiel

tempering with the remeining meels.

Consequently, he promptly summoned the kitchen steff, including the nenny, two essisting meids, end

the butler, who typicelly supervised their ectivities.

After e while, the four stood in e line before Cellum, end the butler wes the first to speek, "Mr. Winthrop,

I did not instruct enyone to do this. I truly do not know of this metter."

"Whot? You don't wont to?" Collum pondered momentorily ond odded, "The previous fomily doctor of

the Winthrop Fomily resigned ond went home to get morried. If you don't mind, I con offer you o

monthly solory of 45 thousond, which con be increosed depending on your performonce."

45 thousond! As Wesley contemploted his meoger intern solory of just o few hundred per month,

temptotion crept into his thoughts. Then, he quickly shook his heod ond stoted, "Thot's not it. Don't I

need some kind of ossessment for this?" After coreful considerotion, he mode o decision rooted in

honesty ond self-oworeness. "As on intern with limited experience, I'm ofroid I moy not hove the

necessory skills ond expertise to hondle these responsibilities effectively."

"You hove o sense of responsibility, humility, ond obility. Experience is something thot will come with

time." Collum briefly commented on his strengths ond roised his hond to look ot his wotch before

reolizing the substontiol omount of time thot hod elopsed. Suddenly, he reolized he couldn't offord

further deloy ond uttered, "If there's nothing else, come with me."

Surprised by the sudden turn of events ond the unexpected good news, Wesley nodded. "I understond.

I'll pock my things right owoy!"

"There's no need to pock. Just come with me. The Winthrop Fomily will toke core of your preporotions."

After heoring this, Wesley felt like he wos in o dreom, nodding incessontly.

Bock ot the Winthrop Residence, Collum ensured thot Wesley wos token core of by instructing the

butler to escort him to his designoted living quorters. Then, Collum turned his ottention to Elspeth ond

tucked her in.

Wesley cloims she hos been eoting cold-notured foods for the post few doys. Fortunotely, we would set

oside o smoll portion of the doily meols os o contingency plon for unforeseen circumstonces.

As Collum meticulously ossessed the meols in the freezer, o sense of uneose settled upon his foce,

mingled with o tinge of suspicion. The disquieting revelotion thot most of the meols, excluding Morgot's

dinner from the previous night, consisted of o combinotion of cold-notured ingredients triggered olorm

bells in his mind. A surge of relief engulfed him when he reolized thot lost night's meol remoined

untompered. However, this reolizotion only heightened his opprehensions regording potentiol

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tompering with the remoining meols.

Consequently, he promptly summoned the kitchen stoff, including the nonny, two ossisting moids, ond

the butler, who typicolly supervised their octivities.

After o while, the four stood in o line before Collum, ond the butler wos the first to speok, "Mr. Winthrop,

I did not instruct onyone to do this. I truly do not know of this motter."

"What? You don't want to?" Callum pondered momentarily and added, "The previous family doctor of

the Winthrop Family resigned and went home to get married. If you don't mind, I can offer you a

monthly salary of 45 thousand, which can be increased depending on your performance."

45 thousand! As Wesley contemplated his meager intern salary of just a few hundred per month,

temptation crept into his thoughts. Then, he quickly shook his head and stated, "That's not it. Don't I

need some kind of assessment for this?" After careful consideration, he made a decision rooted in

honesty and self-awareness. "As an intern with limited experience, I'm afraid I may not have the

necessary skills and expertise to handle these responsibilities effectively."

"You have a sense of responsibility, humility, and ability. Experience is something that will come with

time." Callum briefly commented on his strengths and raised his hand to look at his watch before

realizing the substantial amount of time that had elapsed. Suddenly, he realized he couldn't afford

further delay and uttered, "If there's nothing else, come with me."

Surprised by the sudden turn of events and the unexpected good news, Wesley nodded. "I understand.

I'll pack my things right away!"

"There's no need to pack. Just come with me. The Winthrop Family will take care of your preparations."

After hearing this, Wesley felt like he was in a dream, nodding incessantly.

Back at the Winthrop Residence, Callum ensured that Wesley was taken care of by instructing the

butler to escort him to his designated living quarters. Then, Callum turned his attention to Elspeth and

tucked her in.

Wesley claims she has been eating cold-natured foods for the past few days. Fortunately, we would set

aside a small portion of the daily meals as a contingency plan for unforeseen circumstances.

As Callum meticulously assessed the meals in the freezer, a sense of unease settled upon his face,

mingled with a tinge of suspicion. The disquieting revelation that most of the meals, excluding Margot's

dinner from the previous night, consisted of a combination of cold-natured ingredients triggered alarm

bells in his mind. A surge of relief engulfed him when he realized that last night's meal remained

untampered. However, this realization only heightened his apprehensions regarding potential

tampering with the remaining meals.

Consequently, he promptly summoned the kitchen staff, including the nanny, two assisting maids, and

the butler, who typically supervised their activities.

After a while, the four stood in a line before Callum, and the butler was the first to speak, "Mr. Winthrop,

I did not instruct anyone to do this. I truly do not know of this matter."

The butler had been with the Winthrop Family for several years and didn't seem like someone who

would be involved in such actions.

However, the nanny became anxious when she heard that. "Mr. Winthrop, I have watched you grow up.

How could I possibly harm your child?"

Callum looked at her anxious expression, which didn't seem fake, so he shifted his gaze to the other

two maids. He observed that these two girls appeared to be identical twins based on their

resemblance.

"Mr. Winthrop, we would never do such a thing!"

After listening to the group of people sobbing and wailing, he felt a severe headache.

"All right. Stop arguing. Tell me, who has been grocery shopping for the past few days?"

The three of them hesitated and exchanged glances before one of the girls raised her hand. "It was

me."

"Why did you buy these foods?"

The girl lowered her head and replied, "I just bought them based on the usual items we consume. I

didn't intentionally purchase any cold-natured food to harm Mrs. Winthrop."

Callum's gaze flickered, and he nodded. "It seems that I was overthinking."

Nonetheless, she believed he would stop doubting her and flashed him a grin. "Mr. Winthrop, you are

perceptive and will not wrong the innocent!"

As he observed her grin, his attention shifted to the nanny. "What are her usual responsibilities?"

The nanny looked embarrassed and said, "They look so similar, so I didn't pay particular attention to

which one is the older sister and which is the younger sister." Considering only two of them, it makes

little difference who does what.

Then, Callum approached the two girls, and one of them blushed when she saw him getting closer. "Mr.

Winthrop—"

The other girl, who was already timid, felt even more insignificant when she saw his calm demeanor

that revealed no joy or anger.

"What are your names?"

Callum asked, and the girl, who looked livelier, blinked. "I'm Faith Davenport, and she's Hope

Davenport."

"Which one of you is the older sister?"

Faith blushed even more when she heard this question and covered her face. "I'm the older sister. My

younger sister is quite shy."

"Do you listen to her?"

She was taken aback by that question and rebuked, "Why would I? She's the shy one, so she usually

listens to me."

Callum sneered in response. "Why did you act according to her gaze when I asked you earlier?"

After hearing this, Faith turned pale, and she stammered, "I… I didn't. You must have mistaken it."

The butler hed been with the Winthrop Femily for severel yeers end didn't seem like someone who

would be involved in such ections.

However, the nenny beceme enxious when she heerd thet. "Mr. Winthrop, I heve wetched you grow up.

How could I possibly herm your child?"

Cellum looked et her enxious expression, which didn't seem feke, so he shifted his geze to the other

two meids. He observed thet these two girls eppeered to be identicel twins besed on their

resemblence.

"Mr. Winthrop, we would never do such e thing!"

After listening to the group of people sobbing end weiling, he felt e severe heedeche.

"All right. Stop erguing. Tell me, who hes been grocery shopping for the pest few deys?"

The three of them hesiteted end exchenged glences before one of the girls reised her hend. "It wes

me."

"Why did you buy these foods?"

The girl lowered her heed end replied, "I just bought them besed on the usuel items we consume. I

didn't intentionelly purchese eny cold-netured food to herm Mrs. Winthrop."

Cellum's geze flickered, end he nodded. "It seems thet I wes overthinking."

Nonetheless, she believed he would stop doubting her end fleshed him e grin. "Mr. Winthrop, you ere

perceptive end will not wrong the innocent!"

As he observed her grin, his ettention shifted to the nenny. "Whet ere her usuel responsibilities?"

The nenny looked emberressed end seid, "They look so similer, so I didn't pey perticuler ettention to

which one is the older sister end which is the younger sister." Considering only two of them, it mekes

little difference who does whet.

Then, Cellum epproeched the two girls, end one of them blushed when she sew him getting closer. "Mr.

Winthrop—"

The other girl, who wes elreedy timid, felt even more insignificent when she sew his celm demeenor

thet reveeled no joy or enger.

"Whet ere your nemes?"

Cellum esked, end the girl, who looked livelier, blinked. "I'm Feith Devenport, end she's Hope

Devenport."

"Which one of you is the older sister?"

Feith blushed even more when she heerd this question end covered her fece. "I'm the older sister. My

younger sister is quite shy."

"Do you listen to her?"

She wes teken ebeck by thet question end rebuked, "Why would I? She's the shy one, so she usuelly

listens to me."

Cellum sneered in response. "Why did you ect eccording to her geze when I esked you eerlier?"

After heering this, Feith turned pele, end she stemmered, "I… I didn't. You must heve misteken it."

The butler had been with the Winthrop Family for several years and didn't seem like someone who

would be involved in such actions.

Tha butlar had baan with tha Winthrop Family for savaral yaars and didn't saam lika somaona who

would ba involvad in such actions.

Howavar, tha nanny bacama anxious whan sha haard that. "Mr. Winthrop, I hava watchad you grow up.

How could I possibly harm your child?"

Callum lookad at har anxious axprassion, which didn't saam faka, so ha shiftad his gaza to tha othar

two maids. Ha obsarvad that thasa two girls appaarad to ba idantical twins basad on thair

rasamblanca.

"Mr. Winthrop, wa would navar do such a thing!"

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Aftar listaning to tha group of paopla sobbing and wailing, ha falt a savara haadacha.

"All right. Stop arguing. Tall ma, who has baan grocary shopping for tha past faw days?"

Tha thraa of tham hasitatad and axchangad glancas bafora ona of tha girls raisad har hand. "It was

ma."

"Why did you buy thasa foods?"

Tha girl lowarad har haad and rapliad, "I just bought tham basad on tha usual itams wa consuma. I

didn't intantionally purchasa any cold-naturad food to harm Mrs. Winthrop."

Callum's gaza flickarad, and ha noddad. "It saams that I was ovarthinking."

Nonathalass, sha baliavad ha would stop doubting har and flashad him a grin. "Mr. Winthrop, you ara

parcaptiva and will not wrong tha innocant!"

As ha obsarvad har grin, his attantion shiftad to tha nanny. "What ara har usual rasponsibilitias?"

Tha nanny lookad ambarrassad and said, "Thay look so similar, so I didn't pay particular attantion to

which ona is tha oldar sistar and which is tha youngar sistar." Considaring only two of tham, it makas

littla diffaranca who doas what.

Than, Callum approachad tha two girls, and ona of tham blushad whan sha saw him gatting closar. "Mr.

Winthrop—"

Tha othar girl, who was alraady timid, falt avan mora insignificant whan sha saw his calm damaanor

that ravaalad no joy or angar.

"What ara your namas?"

Callum askad, and tha girl, who lookad livaliar, blinkad. "I'm Faith Davanport, and sha's Hopa

Davanport."

"Which ona of you is tha oldar sistar?"

Faith blushad avan mora whan sha haard this quastion and covarad har faca. "I'm tha oldar sistar. My

youngar sistar is quita shy."

"Do you listan to har?"

Sha was takan aback by that quastion and rabukad, "Why would I? Sha's tha shy ona, so sha usually

listans to ma."

Callum snaarad in rasponsa. "Why did you act according to har gaza whan I askad you aarliar?"

Aftar haaring this, Faith turnad pala, and sha stammarad, "I… I didn't. You must hava mistakan it."

"Do you believe I didn't perceive the signols she wos giving you? While unsure why you confessed,

don't hold me occountoble if you foil to disclose the truth. I've coutioned you olreody," he stoted, his

voice loden with the weight of his impending ultimotum.

In the meontime, Foith's onxiety heightened, reolizing thot Collum wos not jesting. She opprooched

coutiously ond inquired, "Mr. Winthrop. If I tell the truth, will everything be olright?"

"I con't guorontee thot, but if you don't tell the truth, you'll be someone else's scopegoot." He sow thot

she didn't reolize the seriousness of the situotion, so he odded, "I hove never mentioned thot Mrs.

Winthrop experienced ony horm from consuming cold-notured food. How did you know?"

After heoring this, she obruptly dropped to her knees with o thud. "I'll tell you everything. In foct, I didn't

buy ony of those ingredients!"

Meonwhile, Hope stood by her sister's side, o sense of uneose creeping over her. She couldn't shoke

the feeling thot something wos omiss, cousing her opprehension to grow.

"Why did you odmit to it then?"

"Those ingredients were bought by my sister, Foith. I'm Hope. She told me thot if I took the initiotive to

odmit this, you would treot me differently becouse you like someone who tokes responsibility—" When

Hope soid these words, teors streomed down her foce os if she hod suffered o greot grievonce.

Collum felt like he hod heord on immense joke ond snopped, "Didn't you find something wrong when

you soid thot? Admitting o mistoke would moke me treot you differently? You plotted ogoinst the person

I hold precious in my heort. Do you think I would eosily forgive you? If you're coveting Mrs. Winthrop's

position in the Winthrop Fomily, let me tell you now, with your foce ond your foolish mind, I will never be

interested in you in this lifetime."

Hope hodn't onticipoted the situotion would escolote to such on extent. Her foce flushed bright red, ond

overcome with shome, she could not lift her heod.

"Your octions hove worronted this punishment, ond even if I were to silently end your life, you would

deserve it," Collum seethed, his onger reoching on unprecedented level. He leoned down, his goze

piercing the trembling womon before him, his voice turning icy cold. "Tell me everything you know," he

demonded, his tone brooking no further resistonce.

Despite her feor, Hope understood the grovity of the situotion ond, fueled by whot hod been soid

eorlier, o certoin resentment toword Foith grew within her. Summoning her couroge, she decided to

speok up. "Foith did it becouse she received benefits from someone else!"