Amelia sometimes wondered if all men had a knack for being cryptic—or maybe it was just Robert. He always spoke in riddles, and whenever she asked him to clarify, he’d just smile and change the subject.
That evening, after they’d returned to the family estate and finished dinner, Ruby couldn’t wait another second before dragging Grandma Edith out to the backyard to play.
Grandma Edith absolutely doted on Ruby. Knowing how much Ruby loved playing in the sand, she had a sandbox built especially for her, along with a huge outdoor slide. The backyard had basically been transformed into a kid’s paradise.
Amelia stayed in the living room for a while, flipping through some documents, but her eyes soon grew tired. She switched off her phone and headed outside for some fresh air.
Rounding a corner, she caught the sound of two housekeepers whispering.
“You know, I’ve always wondered what’s really going on between the young master and Mrs. Campbell,” one of them said. “If things are good, why does she always seem so cold to him? I’ve never once seen her smile at him. But if things are bad, they already have a child together and never seem to argue. Why can’t they just make up?”
Thanks to Grandma Edith’s influence, everyone in the Campbell household believed Ruby was Daniel’s daughter.
The other housekeeper replied, “Who can say when it comes to matters of the heart? We’re not in their shoes. Maybe it looks fine to us, but it doesn’t feel that way to them.”
“Still, you have to admit—the young master really does love her. Remember three years ago, when she left? He barely ate or slept for days. He looked like a ghost.”
“No kidding. I’ve never seen him like that. I used to think that kind of heartbreak only existed in movies, but seeing him… well, now I know it’s real. I may not be well-read, but after that, I finally understood what it means to be lovesick.”
Standing by the wall, Amelia’s lashes trembled.
Even after the housekeepers walked away, she stood there for a long time.
Lovesick. She’d never imagined anyone would use that word to describe Daniel.
Well—maybe they had, but it should’ve been about Violet, not her. He’d taken in a lonely, fallen heiress, showered her with every kindness, even found a stand-in to keep her safe, and gone so far as to marry that stand-in. If any feeling deserved to be called “lovesick,” it was that.
It had nothing to do with Amelia.

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How come in every novel I read on here the women don’t tell the men they are the father of their child? I find this ridiculous....