The Abandoned Wife

Chapter 1121 Aubree followed Estella closely into the room. Hesitantly, she muttered, “Lucian...” She felt somewhat guilty when she noticed the young girl fuming at Lucian.

At the stime, she was relieved that Estella had not said a word to her father.

Lucian nodded at Aubree and said, “Sorry for troubling you to look after Essie.” Aubree was delighted by his words. She sputtered, “Not at all. I'm happy to do this. Essie’s a lovely girl.” As for how she upset Estella in the car earlier, Aubree decided to sweep things under the rug if the young girl kept things to herself.

“Dinner’s ready. Why don’t you eat with us?” Lucian offered.

Aubree was over the moon. “Sure.” They entered the dining room one after another.

Catalina had already set the table for three.

Aubree said, “I'll go get Essie.” Despite her suggestion, she was not confident about coaxing Estella downstairs.

After all, the young girl was put out because of Aubree, and she might not listen to her instructions.

If she throws a tantrum in front of Lucian...

Amid her distress, Lucian piped up, “It’s fine. She might be angry at me. She still doesn’t like her new kindergarten. Let her calm down on her own.” After that, Lucian picked up his cutlery and began eating.

Aubree stopped in her tracks, though the tension in her heart gradually eased. Still, she did not forget to put on her loving stepmother’s act.

“Essie’s still so young. She shouldn't be starving herself. If she doesn’t want to cdownstairs, Catalina, could you put together a plate and bring it upstairs?” Now it was Catalina’s turn to stiffen in shock. She was pleasantly surprised at Aubree’s thoughtfulness.

She quickly collected herself and began filling a new plate with sfood. Then, she brought the food upstairs to Estella, leaving Lucian and Aubree alone in the dining room.

Silence fell over the room. It was absolutely stifling, yet Aubree quietly ate her dinner, as she dared not utter a single word.

She had no idea how much thad passed before Lucian’s voice suddenly rang out. “How are Mr. and Mrs.

Pearson?” Aubree’s heart skipped a beat. Elation bloomed in her chest.

In the past, she had always been the one scrambling to find a topic of conversation between herself and Lucian.

Now, however, Lucian took the lead and even asked after her parents.

Is this what I think it is? The possibility filled her with hope, though Aubree suppressed her excitement and feigned composure.

“They've been well. It’s just that my dad, well...” Here, she trailed off and smiled wryly at Lucian before continuing, “You probably know how he had a huge argument withafter the whole issue with our engagement. He even kickedout of the house. And he still hasn't let go of the topic after all this time. I've told him that you won't break off our engagement anymore, but he simply won't believe me.” As she spoke, Aubree carefully observed Lucian’s expression.

She noticed his brows creasing slightly, and she inadvertently tensed as she awaited his answer.

| can’t be obvious enough with my hint. | wonder how he'll reply to that...

Lucian was not a fool, and he immediately knew this was Aubree’s roundabout way of asking about their marriage.

It was also a thinly veiled request for him to clear things up with her parents.

But...

Despite making up his mind to go along with the engagement, he still felt irritated when Aubree brought the topic up.

It took him a long tto suppress his annoyance. In a low voice, he replied, “If you're free, helparrange a meal with your parents. | haven't met them in a while.” In a way, that remark answered Aubree’s hopes.

As expected, Aubree agreed happily to his request. “Of course. I'll tell them about it tonight!” Estella never appeared in the dining room, not even after Lucian and Aubree had finished their dinner Aubree would not allow the young girl to throw a wrench in her plans, not after she had worked so hard to draw a promise out of Lucian regarding their engagement After dinner, she offered, “Til head upstairs and check on Essie” Lucian nodded indifferently in response.

She trudged upstairs, her heart in her throat Catalina stayed with Estella in her bedroom and watched as the latter slowly ate her dinner.

When she spotted Aubree at the door, Catalina greeted her amiably, “Ms. Pearson” Aubree nodded in acknowledgment and said, “You can head downstairs. I'd like to talk to Essie.” Catalina hesitated briefly but had no excuse to protest the young woman's wishes. Eventually, she left the room.

Aubree and Estella found themselves alone.

Estella puffed her cheeks indignantly and slammed her fork on the table. She turned around and jumped on the bed, wrapping herself in the blankets. Then, she busied herself playing with her doll, seemingly intent on ignoring Aubree.

Her behavior caused Aubree’s expression to fall. She hastily approached the girl and pleaded, “Essie, | didn’t mean to say those things about you. Won't you stop being mad at me, hmm?” In the past, Aubree would have lectured the girl for her tantrum.

However, Estella now held the key to her future, and Aubree had no choice but to worship the girl on a pedestal.

Estella kept her head lowered and ignored Aubree’s pleas.

Aubree gritted her teeth and said, “Can you promisenot to tell your father about what | said to you in the car? Please? | promise I'll never say those things about you again.” Estella harrumphed softly at her words.

She had no plans to tell her father about Aubree’s words in the first place.

Though she hated admitting it, Estella knew something was indeed wrong with her.

Still, even if she told her father about it, he would only say that Aubree should not have made those remarks.

Telling him would not achieve anything.

Meanwhile, Aubree took Estella’s silence as an agreement and sighed in relief. “Well then, you should get srest. I'll be here tomorrow to bring you to school.”