novelraw Chapter 1438: I Am Her Man
Chapter 1438: I Am Her Man
Ethan Barnes looked up, staring at Dominic Reynolds ahead.
Dominic stood frozen in place.
At this moment, Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds walked up to Dominic. "Dominic, it seems angel has been rescued. Now we can rest easy. With her brother accompanying her, there’s no need to worry."
Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds still considered Ethan to be Celeste’s brother.
"Uncle, Auntie, is that man angel’s brother? But as far as I know... angel doesn’t seem to have a brother," Flora Thatcher whispered.
Flora hadn’t expected Celeste to still be alive, let alone be rescued. She panicked inside, unsure where things had gone wrong.
However, she steadied herself first. She and Warren Thatcher had investigated Celeste beforehand, though they found nothing. But she had once seen Celeste get into a man’s car at night, seemingly having an affair during her marriage. Coupled with Dominic’s late-night drinking spree, it further confirmed her suspicions.
Now with Ethan suddenly appearing, someone she did not know, she took the initiative, placing the blame on Celeste.
However... Flora looked at Ethan. This man was indeed handsome. She did not expect Celeste to have such allure, even as a married woman, to attract such a good-looking man.
Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds were always firmly convinced that Ethan was Celeste’s brother. Now, their expressions changed dramatically, exclaiming, "What, angel doesn’t have a brother?"
Mrs. Reynolds yanked Dominic’s sleeve, "Dominic, what on earth is going on? If he’s not angel’s brother, then who is he?"
Dominic looked very uncomfortable; he pressed his thin lips together, not saying a word.
Flora suggested quietly, "If he’s not a brother, and there’s no blood relation, then angel being so close with a man definitely has something fishy about it. Angel is Mrs. Reynolds, as a married woman she should avoid any intimate actions with another man, right?"
"Oh my God, we always thought he was angel’s brother, even inviting him into our home to stay with us..."
"What?" Flora gasped playfully, covering her mouth in surprise, "He even moved in with you, living in your house? Angel and he were too bold under your very noses, weren’t they? How could they have thought of you like this, being so openly deceitful?"
Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds were already furious. They looked at Celeste questioning, "angel, who is this man really? Even now, will you not tell us the truth?"
Celeste knew the moment Ethan’s identity was exposed would also be the moment of her break with the two elders of the Reynolds family. Despite their ulterior motives, for the past few years, their care for her was genuine, and she was always grateful in her heart. Now she didn’t want to hurt the two elders, so she furrowed her delicate brows and remained silent.
Ethan then reached out, gently wrapped his arm around Celeste’s shoulders, holding her protectively in his embrace. He looked up at everyone nonchalantly and said, "Celeste is with me. If you must ask, there’s only one answer—I’m her man!"
*hiss*
Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds gasped, nearly unable to stand. It turned out they had been living in a sea of lies all along.
"Well, angel, to think you are this kind of person. Have you any shame? Have you wronged us, and Dominic too?"
"angel, how could you do this? He’s your lover, and you brought him into our home, acting intimately right under our noses, doing such immoral things. You have no sense of shame!"
"Exactly, you treated us like fools!"
Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds berated Celeste harshly.
Celeste’s face turned slightly pale. She did not argue back. It felt as if time had rewound to many years ago, and once again she was powerless.
The happiest person was Flora. She hadn’t expected such a twist of fate, witnessing Celeste’s infidelity with her own eyes, bringing her a step closer to entering the Reynolds household.
Ethan narrowed his sharp eyes, then said, "Enough of that, have you scolded enough? Tone it down, or do you need me to knock some sense into you?"
Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds, "..."
Flora, "..."
The three were dumbfounded. It seemed like mistresses appeared every year, but never like this—so brazen and arrogant.
Dominic wasn’t surprised at all. The Ethan he knew was always this wildly arrogant, carrying himself with a ’world revolves around me’ attitude.
"You... you... you..." Mrs. Reynolds trembled.
"What, you think you can berate Celeste? On the contrary, you should thank her. Without Celeste, I would have probably already crushed you like ants underfoot, giving you no chance to have your say in front of me."
Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds, "..." They were almost faint with rage.
Flora kindly helped support Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds, "Uncle, Auntie, don’t be sad. It’s not worth it for people like this. Baby and I will always be with you, taking good care of you in the future."
With the comparison to Celeste, Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds immediately accepted Flora, "Good child, you’re still the best. Dominic, quickly divorce angel and marry Flora. I want a grandchild."
With their support, Flora was over the moon. She smiled brightly and said, "Uncle, Auntie, after this baby, I’ll have a second one to carry on the Reynolds family line."
This undoubtedly fulfilled Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds’ greatest hope. They patted Flora’s hand, eager to claim Flora as their own.
Celeste looked on coldly at Flora’s act, then spoke up, "Flora, is there anything you’d like to say to everyone?"
Flora paused, "Say what?"
Flora looked suspiciously at Celeste. Could it be that she knew something? Impossible!
Celeste curled her lips, "Talk about how you drugged my milk, how you conspired with those thugs to kidnap me, where your acting skills come from, or maybe when you set your eyes on the Reynolds family, or speak about your dreams of riches and grandeur, your dream of marrying into the Reynolds family and becoming the young mistress."
After these words, the room was silent.
Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds looked at Flora in shock, even Dominic’s cold gaze turned towards Flora, staring intensely at her face.
Flora’s heart sank, thinking everything was going wrong—indeed, Celeste found her out.
How did she know?
She certainly had no evidence.
She couldn’t admit it; admitting it means failure, and success was just a step away.
Flora immediately showed an expression more aggrieved than Dou E*, "angel, what are you talking about? I don’t understand a word. Is it because your affair is exposed, so you’re trying to throw mud at me? I’m carrying President Reynolds’ child, and you want to kill me."
As she finished, Flora grabbed onto Mr. and Mrs. Reynolds, "Uncle, Auntie, you have to believe me, oh, my stomach hurts a bit."
This Flora deeply understood that her greatest bargaining chip was her belly, so she used the baby as leverage again.
(Note: Dou E is a reference to an ancient Chinese tale involving an innocent woman wronged, often indicative of someone claiming profound innocence or grievance.)