novelraw Chapter 376: You’re So Noble, How Could You Stoop to Pay for My Man?
Chapter 376: You’re So Noble, How Could You Stoop to Pay for My Man?
Nowadays, Melody Cloud’s vision has become so narrow, focusing all her thoughts on one man, and the irony is, that man doesn’t even like her.
If Ignatius Leclair truly liked her, who knows how many times they would have rolled in the sheets by now? And she wouldn’t be here shamelessly using news about her biological father to threaten me.
Delphine let out a cold laugh. Over the years she had spent by Ignatius Leclair’s side, she slowly came to realize that this man was not only indifferent but also obsessively fastidious.
Melody Cloud’s face turned ugly from the sting of her words. Her fingers tightened into a fist and then loosened again. With a cold expression, she retorted sarcastically: "An orphan abandoned at birth, your own biological parents didn’t want you. Yet somehow, you shamelessly give yourself face. I have parents, brothers who love me, and the protection of my family. What do you have? Delphine Carter, you are the most pitiful and laughable person under heaven."
Delphine felt a stabbing pain in the softest corner of her heart. She walked up to Melody Cloud, her large eyes dark as ink staring directly at her, pressing forward step by step: "You call yourself noble, so why are you still clinging to my man?"
Melody Cloud’s face abruptly changed, struggling to suppress her anger, gulping down the resentment in her heart. At this critical moment, she truly didn’t dare to tear into Delphine Carter.
There was a sudden flicker of light in Delphine’s eyes. She took a step back, her gaze landing on the silhouette standing behind the Japanese-style sliding door.
The man pushed open the door and, upon seeing Melody Cloud, instinctively furrowed his brow, his voice chilly as he asked, "What are you two doing here?"
He had returned to look for Delphine but couldn’t find her anywhere. Recalling that she often liked to visit the small garden, he headed there, only to find Melody Cloud as well. Ignatius Leclair surmised that she was probably there to keep Bessie Leclair company.
Delphine’s small face remained expressionless. Without a word, she stepped inside.
Melody Cloud, caught off guard, felt a surge of panic. Seeing that Delphine Carter dared to display such attitude to Ignatius Leclair, and that he appeared completely nonchalant about it, her fingernails stabbed sharply into the tender flesh of her palm. With a weak smile, she said softly to Ignatius Leclair, "I heard there was a small garden on the top floor. I specially asked Delphine to show me around."
Ignatius Leclair nodded slightly, not thinking much of it, and said indifferently, "You should head down and rest early."
After saying this, the man left without another word, leaving Melody Cloud all by herself.
Melody Cloud was seething with rage. Her elegant and refined face revealed a trace of ferocity. That orphan Delphine Carter—what gave her the right to receive Ignatius Leclair’s special attention? She’d liked Ignatius Leclair since she was eight years old, enduring countless hardships to follow in his footsteps, and yet in the end she couldn’t even measure up to some countryside girl?
Melody Cloud looked at the camellias blooming brilliantly by her side, violently ripped off a flower, and threw it to the ground before storming off downstairs in anger.
Ignatius Leclair entered the bedroom only to find that Delphine had laid out bedding by the floor-to-ceiling windows, piling up thick quilts and curling herself into a ball under the blanket, leaving only a small mound visible.
The man’s almond-shaped eyes darkened, his brows furrowing deeply. Without saying a word, he went to shower.
Ever since learning of her severe depression, Ignatius Leclair never dared to insist on her doing anything and made an effort to accommodate her in daily life. If not for Bessie’s upcoming wedding, he would have already begun arranging treatment for Delphine.
The man’s mood grew heavy. After Bessie’s wedding, he would need to arrange for the old master to recuperate in Switzerland. He was also considering taking Delphine to the United Kingdom to seek long-term treatment with Mr. Johnson. The business operations and properties on the other side were already being maintained, and being far removed from the old soil of Southeast Asia might provide some relief for her condition.
Ignatius Leclair thought back to Mr. Johnson’s initial assessment of Delphine’s condition based entirely on descriptions. His almond-shaped eyes deepened, and his thin lips pressed together once more.