The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 529

The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 529 Grandpa’s Discipline

That morning, Abraham had done her hair into a little bun.

Now, her small head poked out from behind the door–obedient and adorable.

Madam Lyla, facing the entrance, froze for a second when she saw Stella peck out, then smiled and called out, “Stella?”

Mr. Faust turned his head as well.

He’d been furious just moments ago.

But seeing that tiny head with bangs clipped up by a pink barrette, and hearing her softly call out-

“Grandpa, Grandma.” That soft and sweet voice could melt anyone’s heart.

Madam Lyla responded warmly and quickly walked over in her qipao, full of grace and affection.

“This child, when did you get here?”

As she spoke, she took Stella’s hand. “Why are you alone? Where’s Abraham?”

Weren’t they supposed to come together?

“Something came up with Marie. Abraham went to deal with it.”

“Shouldn’t you call him something more deary?” Madam Lyla gave her a playful look.

Stella bit her lip and looked down, not answering.

“You really shouldn’t call him Abraham anymore, alright?” Madam Lyla said gently.

“I’m just used to it…”

“Well, that habit has to change. He’ll be your husband soon.”

Madam Lyla’s tone was sincere and affectionate.

Even when Stella and Abraham were still in Rivermount, Lorette had already started preparing the wedding.

Neither the Dawson family nor the Luke family needed any amarriage alliance to strengthen their standing in Falvaria.

Stella had been raised under the guidance of both families since she was little.

In the beginning, they probably didn’t have that kind of plan in mind.

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But as Stella grew older, her dependence on Abraham–and Abraham’s feelings for her–were crystal clear to all the elders.

So over time, the direction of her upbringing shifted.

At first, they treated her like Marie. Later, they raised her as the future matriarch of the Dawson family

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Chapter 529 Grandpa’s Discipline

Hearing Madam Lyla’s words, Stella mumbled, “Got it.”

“You’re so spoiled. But no matter how strong a woman is, in front of her husband, she should be soft and

sweet.”

Madam Lyla added.

They had investigated her life in Rivermount as soon as Abrahamn found her.

They were pleased with what they saw–strong and never taken advantage of. That’s exactly what they’d hoped to nurture in her.

But when she touched Stella’s cold hand, she frowned. “Why are your hands so cold? Abraham really… he should’ve made sure you dressed warmer. You absolutely can’t catch a cold right now.”

Getting sick during pregnancy was miserable. There were so many medications she couldn’t take.

“I’m wearing plenty.”

Three years on the run–there was no way she’d get out of this without a scolding.

Mr. Faust was glaring at Stella with a stern expression, like he wanted to eat her alive.

Truthfully, everyone had been worried she’d gotten hurt out there.

Even though they later confirmed she had held her ground in Rivermount, those three years had still been filled with anxiety and fear for the family.

The moment she met his stern gaze, Stella immediately looked away. “I know I was wrong.”

“Hmph. Hiding? Why don’t you go hide some more? You let one Derrick scare you that badly: So spineless.”

But it wasn’t just Derrick back then.

There were plenty of enemies watching the Dawson family, ready to pounce.

Even the slightest distraction from Abraham could’ve been a disaster.

She’d really been terrified…

Mr. Faust.snapped, “What was the name of that Rivermount family again?”

“Reed.”

“Not that one,” he glared.

The Reed family? Please.

The way they treated Stella–if she still acknowledged them after everything, that meant her entire upbringing had been a failure.

“…The Keene family?”

“Hmph.”

Just hearing that name made Mr. Faust scoff again. “If that precious little thing of his hadn’t come back,

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