The Invisible Daughter (Yunice Saunders) novel Chapter 348

pter 348 The Meaning Behind the Scarf

Yunice said, “I know.”

After exchanging a few words, she hung up the phone.

Then she fell into a long silence. Things she hadn’t understood before finally started to make sense.

Yunice still remembered the first time she saw that scarf.

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At the time, she’d been sitting at the pavilion in front of Paul’s courtyard. A servant had brought her a scarf. She had asked who sent it, but the servant didn’t tell her.

Later, she wore that scarf, and the old man of the Powell family had taken a second look at her.

Not long after that, news of her engagement to Wyatt had come out.

Back then, she couldn’t figure out why Jackson had made that decision.

Now she understood–it was because of that scarf.

That scarf was something Wyatt treasured. No one else was even allowed to touch it. And at that moment, it had been draped over her shoulders…

What would Jackson think? Naturally, he’d assume that Wyatt cared deeply for Yunice–so much so that he’d let her wear something left behind by his mother.

On top of that, Jackson believed marrying her off to Wyatt would be a kind of humiliation to him. Wyatt wouldn’t refuse anyway, so the wedding was arranged.

But now, thinking back–who was playing whom?

Why had Wyatt given her that scarf? Why had he let the old man see it?

It was deliberate. From the very beginning, his goal had been to marry her.

Yunice sat outside for a long time. She knew she had done Wyatt a few favors, but was it really enough for him to go this far?

He could’ve treated her like Elianna–just given her a few benefits. Why go through the trouble of marrying her?

If he liked her, then why had he looked at her with such guarded, scrutinizing eyes the first time they met?

What exactly was he feeling?

“Ma’am, dinner is ready. Would you like me to go call sir out to eat?” a servant approached and asked quietly.

Even the servants knew–it was best to stay far away from Wyatt.

But while everyone else could hide, she was his wife in name. If even she avoided him, that would be too much.

Yunice got up and went to knock on the bedroom door.

She knocked three times. After waiting a full minute, there was no response.

Seeing this, Yunice didn’t knock again. She knew that when someone was in a bad mood, knocking would only make it worse.

She turned the doorknob quietly and gently cracked the door open, peeking inside.

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