NovelEnglishAlbert gazed down, a smile playing on his lips. Kind-hearted, huh? If he truly was, how could he neglect a girl for three years without taking responsibility? The servant noticed his expression shift, realizing shed overstepped.
She wisely kept quiet.
In the nighttime hustle.
The servant tended to Jeslyn at the hospital while Albert dashed back to the villa for something. The moment the car rolled in, the servants jaw dropped. Mr. Waston.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThen louder, Mrs. Waston, Mr. Wastons back! Albert was just about to step up when he froze. His face, usually calm, now wore a dark cloud under the bright crystal light.
Faint noises from upstairs clued him in on the situation, explaining the servants panic.
Someone else was in the house.
Albert angled slightly towards the servant, a sneer creeping onto his lips. Looks Like youve forgotten who signs your paychecks. Pack up, youre out tonight.
The servant was Daisys confidant, brought from her folks place.
Her lips twitched. But Mrs. Waston
Alberts sneer deepened. Did Daisy ask my permission to bring someone home? The servant was floored.
She figured Albert already knew, expecting him to save face for Daisy.
Yet here he was, laying it all out.
Albert didnt waste breath on the servant, ascending the stairs leisurely.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs he neared the main bedroom, the noises grew louder.
They were panting.
Albert approached the door at a snails pace. They mustve heard his footsteps, yet they didnt stop. Daisy was doing this intentionally, to provoke him.
Impressive.
After all, Jeslyn was Daisys kid. Even with Jeslyn sick and in the hospital, Daisy still found time for this kind of fun with someone else.
Albert realized he truly longed for a peaceful marital life with Daisy when they first got married.
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