The Rise Of The Unwanted Girl (Athena) novel Chapter 529

Chapter 529

Noticing Willow’s distraught expression, Eloise quickly steadied her.

Willow’s eyes were bloodshot, her voice laced with fury. “How could he treat me like this

How could my husband do this to me?”

These past few days, Willow had been staying at the duke’s estate, her mind consumed with just one hope: that Michael would finally come to take ar home.

From dawn till dusk, she waited anxiously, her hopes dashed again and again, each time, she tried to convince herself to keep going.

Michael was a marquis, after all, with his own pride to uphold. It was not so easy for him to swallow it and make the first move.

Thinking back on her past with Michael, Willow found her confidence.

Michael loved her. She believed she still mattered to him.

It was this unwavering conviction, this belief that Michael still cared, that kept Willow going

However, reality slapped her hard in the face. All this time Michael hadn’t shown up, he’d actually gone to see Athena instead.

Willow clenched her jaw. ‘That bitch Athena, why won’t she just disappear?‘

“Mother,” Willow sobbed, her voice trembling with anger and hurt, “how could Michael treat me like this?”

Eloise was equally humiliated, but now wasn’t the time for that.

Eloise knew she had to get Willow back to the Osborne family immediately, Kelsey was already furious about the situation.

Thus, she gently urged, “Willow, don’t cry. You’d better hurry back to the Osborne family now.”

Willow sniffled at the thought of Kelsey’s wrath, nodding reluctantly. “I understand, Mother.”

Willow dared not linger at the duke’s estate. With her maid Nona, she hurried back to the Osborne family.

As soon as Willow stepped inside, she saw Kelsey seated, her face frozen in displeasure.

Kelsey glared at Willow, her face livid as she said with biting sarcasm, “If I hadn’t come to drag you back, you wouldn’t have returned at all, would you?

“This Osborne household clearly isn’t grand enough for someone of your stature. If the title of Marchioness is too much trouble for you, there are plenty of women who’d be thrilled to take your place.”

Each word landed like a stinging slap across Willow’s face.

She simply turned a blind eye in the past, out of respect for the Monson family.

“After everything, you still dare to lie?” Kelsey thundered, her piercing glare locking onto Willow.

Willow collapsed to her knees in terror, her body trembling like a leaf. “Please forgive me,” she pleaded, voice cracking. “It’s all my fault. I beg you, punish

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