Chapter 75\u00a0<\/p>\n
What could Owen say to that?\u00a0<\/p>\n
He could only compromise.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He couldn\u2019t just not see his precious grandson, could he?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHmph.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Owen snorted softly and said no more, his expression softening as he reached out to Kevin. \u201cCome here, Kevin, let Grandpa hold\u00a0<\/p>\n
you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The little guy seemed very close to his grandpa, happily jumping into his arms and nuzzling his head against him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGrandpa, I missed you so much!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, my sweet boy, Grandpa missed you too. Have you been\u00a0<\/p>\n
eating well lately?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kevin nodded eagerly. \u201cYes, yes, Mommy makes sure I eat\u00a0<\/p>\n
every day.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine was confused.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 75\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Did she?\u00a0<\/p>\n
The kid was perfectly well\u2013behaved during meals; he didn\u2019t need\u00a0<\/p>\n
any supervision from her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She wasn\u2019t the only one confused. Owen also looked up, his\u00a0<\/p>\n
gaze filled with surprise.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cKev.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His tone lowered. \u201cLying isn\u2019t what good boys do. When has\u00a0<\/p>\n
your mother ever looked after you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s true, Grandpa! Mommy even took me and Daddy to the\u00a0<\/p>\n
amusement park yesterday.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kevin waved his hands, his eyes sparkling as he described what\u00a0<\/p>\n
happened yesterday. Owen listened with his mouth slightly\u00a0<\/p>\n
open, feeling like he was hearing a science fiction story.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had the same thought as Roderick did at first.\u00a0<\/p>\n
What kind of trick was this Madeleine trying to pull now!\u00a0<\/p>\n
?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 75\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLet the three of them talk here. Maddie, how about you come\u00a0<\/p>\n
inside with Mrs. Miller for some tea and snacks?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Pregnancy just makes you hungry.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After speaking, she looked down and stroked her belly with her\u00a0<\/p>\n
slender, pale fingers, looking very happy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine instinctively glanced at Roderick, feeling that\u00a0<\/p>\n
something was strange.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick had originally told her not to interact with Mrs. Miller,\u00a0<\/p>\n
so she\u2019d assumed they had some kind of grudge and would\u00a0<\/p>\n
fight if they met.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But now, it seemed like they were actually on pretty good\u00a0<\/p>\n
terms?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roderick showed no reaction, so Madeleine felt she couldn\u2019t\u00a0<\/p>\n
refuse and agreed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was also a good chance to get closer and figure out what\u00a0<\/p>\n
exactly had happened between her and this Mrs. Miller.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once inside the inner room, Madeleine acted as if she\u2019d been\u00a0<\/p>\n
there before, resisting the urge to look around.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 75\u00a0<\/p>\n
The room\u2019s furnishings were quaint and full of charm, and\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine guessed it was all the work of Mrs. Miller, the\u00a0<\/p>\n
mistress of the house.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She now suspected that Owen\u2019s fondness for Tudor\u2013style\u00a0<\/p>\n
architecture wasn\u2019t about some profound artistic appreciation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But rather, because he had found true love.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After all, Mrs. Miller was clearly a Southerner.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cCome, try some freshly baked Flaky Flower Pastries and Sweet\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bean Tarts. I remember you used to love them.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine frowned slightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had never been a fan of these dense traditional pastries,\u00a0<\/p>\n
not even as a child.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This was another reason she believed she had undergone a\u00a0<\/p>\n
ul transmigration; the \u2018her\u2018 she heard about from them had\u00a0<\/p>\n
too many tastes that were different from her own.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t respond, simply picking up a Flaky Flower Pastry and\u00a0<\/p>\n
taking a small bite.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It tasted okay, but it was definitely not something Madeleine\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 75\u00a0<\/p>\n
would ever love.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just as Mrs. Miller poured the tea, she picked up a cup,\u00a0<\/p>\n
planning to take a sip to wash the pastry down.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just as she brought the cup to her lips, a comment from Mrs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Miller almost made her spit everything out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mrs. Miller said in a gentle tone, \u201cIt seems you love everything\u00a0<\/p>\n
about him. You like Edward so much that you\u2019ve even grown to\u00a0<\/p>\n
love his favorite pastries.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine wasn\u2019t surprised by what Mrs. Miller said. After all,\u00a0<\/p>\n
everyone knew she used to like Edward.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was surprised by Mrs. Miller\u2019s tone and expression.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t seem angry at all.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She even\u2026 seemed pleased!\u00a0<\/p>\n
?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Gulping down the tea, Madeleine put down the cup and stared\u00a0<\/p>\n
at her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cActually, I don\u2019t love it that much anymore.\u201c<\/p>\n
Chapter 75\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHmm?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mrs. Miller frowned, looking at Madeleine in confusion. \u201cWhat\u2019s\u00a0<\/p>\n
wrong?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Did you have a fight with Edward?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Going along with Mrs. Miller\u2019s words, Madeleine decided to put\u00a0<\/p>\n
on an act.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She sighed, putting on a woeful expression. \u201cYeah, Mrs. Miller,\u00a0<\/p>\n
why doesn\u2019t he like me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t be sad, Maddie. There\u2019s nothing wrong with us women\u00a0<\/p>\n
pursuing true love.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Mrs. Miller said, staring at Madeleine sincerely. \u201cI will help you,\u00a0<\/p>\n
and I\u2019ll find a way to convince Roderick to divorce you sooner.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine: !\u00a0<\/p>\n
In an instant, alarm bells went off in her head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
No wonder Ricki told her to stay away from Mrs. Miller. So this\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 75\u00a0<\/p>\n
was what he meant.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She wasn\u2019t here to join this family, she was here to break it up!\u00a0<\/p>\n
Madeleine\u2019s pupils trembled in shock, a persistent question circling in her mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was understandable that Mary wanted to set her up with\u00a0<\/p>\n
Edward to get some money.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But why was Mrs. Miller doing it?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cActually.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
!\u00a0<\/p>\n
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