Chapter 568
Nicolas suddenly bellowed, “ut she’s my mother, the one who bore and raised me. How could you be to heartless? How could you?”
Nicolas broke down in sobs, whimpering like a raged beast
Even Teichped, I could never live with myself for the rest of
Henry sighed heavily and patted Nicolas, mi the shoulder. “Only by keeping you safe can I preserve the duke’s estate, Nicolas. Don’t blame your father for being heartless. The truth is, this pains me more than it does you”
Nicolas’s eyes widened with sudden realization as he stared
ed blankly ahead. “There’s
the host says the word, Mother will be safe!”
a way I’ll go beg Athens. I’ll get on my knees and apologie
Nicolas bolted toward Athena’s residence like a man possessed. Henry called her him repeatedly, but Nicolas never once glanced back
Storm clouds swallowed the sun as a sudden downpour crashed down.
Soaked to the bone and utterly wretched, Nicolas fell to his knees in the pouring rain outside Athena’s door. His voice was raw with desperation she cried out, “Athena, I was wrong. Please, I’m begging you. Show some mercy and spare Mother
With every word he uttered, he slammed his forehead to the ground.
Rain and tears streamed down his face, leaving him a pitiful, drenched mess
Inside Trina clenched her teeth in fury. “How disgusting these people are! They’re the ones who did wrong, yet they still have the gall to come here and trouble you. Lady Athena, Let me go chase him away”
A steely plint flashed in Athena’s eyes as she gazed anxiously toward Margar
toward Margaret’s courtyard, her brow knitting with concem.
Margaret was well aware of everything that had happened these past few days.
However, unwilling to let Athena down, she deliberately kept out of sight.
But Athena knew Margaret still couldn’t let go of the duke’s estate.
If Athena didn’t go out, Nicolas would never leave.
Athena sighed in resignation. Tine, I’ll go see him.”
Trina quickly unfurled an umbrella and followed closely behind Athena as she headed outside.
She heard Nicolas’s agonizing cries
Lach cry pierced Margaret’s heart like a dagger.
Knowing that Margaret couldn’t let go of the duke’s estate, Gwen Denison gently advised her, “Your Ladyship, please forgive me for speaking out of turn, bun Lady Athena has only just begun to enjoy a few days of peace. You mustn’t let sentiment cloud your judgment again and put her in a difficult position.”
“I know they’re reaping what they’ve sown, but my heart just can’t let go. Must our family’s century–old legacy truly be ruined by their hands.”
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