novelraw Chapter 476: He Treats You Like a Caged Bird to Keep
Chapter 476: He Treats You Like a Caged Bird to Keep
Delphine spoke bluntly, pointing out Bessie Leclair’s infidelity. The expressions on the faces of the Leclair Family and Yeager Family darkened immediately.
Seeing that the group was half-convinced, Bessie Leclair immediately yanked out her IV needle, stood up, and began crying, "You believe her over me? Then what’s the point of me living? Might as well be dead!"
The elder of the Leclair Family quickly instructed someone to restrain her.
Jocelyn Yeager, the man who had been cuckolded, remained silent. His handsome face betrayed no trace of embarrassment or anger, as if Bessie Leclair’s infidelity had nothing to do with him.
"I saw it with my own eyes—her being intimate with that man, and they even went together for a check-up. Yeager Family should really investigate this." Delphine spoke calmly. For prestigious families, reputation and lineage were paramount, yet Bessie Leclair had managed to step on both landmines.
The Yeager Family began to realize that if the infidelity were true, the child might not be theirs. If it turned out they were raising someone else’s child, it would utterly disgrace their family and the legacy of their ancestors.
"Jocelyn, look into this matter." Before the Yeager elder could finish speaking, Bessie Leclair had already gotten out of bed, intent on making a scene, and chaos broke out.
"Miss Delphine, we should leave now. If the young master comes back and doesn’t see you, he’ll be worried." Madam Li advised, seeing the turmoil and considering that Miss Delphine was pregnant—it wouldn’t be good if she were hurt in this mess.
Delphine had merely planted a landmine, intending to settle scores with Bessie Leclair after all these years. Seeing her goal achieved, she walked out of the hospital room, preparing to leave.
"Delphine." Jocelyn Yeager chased after her from inside, calling her name and asking warmly, "Is Ignatius Leclair treating you well?"
Delphine nodded and replied coolly, "Just the same as always. But how did you and Bessie end up like this?"
A fleeting grimness crossed Jocelyn Yeager’s handsome face, but he quickly regained his composure. When he lowered his gaze, he noticed Delphine seemed to have gained a little weight, her skin now paler than ivory, her features more striking. She was far removed from the grief and coldness that had consumed her eyes when she’d first returned to South Asia.
"We’re just incompatible." Jocelyn Yeager avoided delving deeper, a flicker of cruelty flashing in his eyes. Their union had always been a business arrangement, devoid of real affection. As for Bessie Leclair’s infidelity, he had known all along but had chosen to remain indifferent. He had merely been waiting for the child to be born, never expecting Delphine to stumble upon the truth.
He decided it was best not to tell Delphine about such grim matters.
"I heard you and Uncle Cloud recently bought a house in Northern Town. I planned to visit and congratulate you on your new home, only to be turned away at the door." Jocelyn Yeager chuckled faintly and then added with apparent casualness, "I had someone check, and it seems that house was sold to you by Ignatius Leclair."
Jocelyn spoke with double meaning: "Delphine, he’s treating you like a caged bird."
Delphine’s face turned slightly pale. That house belonged to Ignatius Leclair? Just yesterday when she met Finnian, he had also mentioned something similar—that he couldn’t venture into Ignatius Leclair’s sphere of control. Ignatius’s desire to control her had grown pathological to this extent?
"I’ve heard Griffith Squire ran into trouble in Europe. Just thinking about it gives me chills. The Squire siblings have always been your greatest support, yet now Griffith’s life hangs in the balance, and Leah Squire’s return remains uncertain. In South Asia, you’re left with no one reliable to depend on." Jocelyn Yeager continued smiling as he spoke, "When I was young, I raised a Pomeranian. To ensure its loyalty, I locked it in a small dark room, feeding it daily and keeping it away from everyone else. Over time, that Pomeranian only recognized me and could never leave my side."