novelraw Chapter 296: Letter of Disownment
Chapter 296: Letter of Disownment
Chapter 296: Chapter 296: Letter of Disownment
"Delphine Carter is nothing more than Beatrice Carter’s illegitimate daughter, a bastard who doesn’t even know who her biological father is," Bessie Leclair said disdainfully, yet with a hint of panic. "But my brother forced Beatrice to write a severance letter, Melody. Our previous plan is completely useless now."
Melody Cloud clenched her fists tightly, nearly breaking her nails, her pure and beautiful face tinged with unwillingness.
The plan this time was flawless—Stone Leclair’s scandal would be exposed, forcing him to marry Beatrice, igniting conflict between the Leclair father and son.
According to the plan, she would appear gentle and magnanimous, representing the Cloud Family to support Ignatius Leclair. Her marriage into the Leclair manor was just within reach. She never expected that for the sake of that Fox Spirit, Ignatius would actually force Beatrice to write a severance letter.
Melody nearly ground her teeth to dust but calmed Bessie, saying, "Don’t worry. Your grandfather returns tomorrow. When the time comes, you should file a complaint. The old man will certainly be furious, and Delphine will find it much harder if she wants to become your sister-in-law."
"Right, right, my grandfather is coming back," Bessie instantly broke into a smile through her tears. The two began whispering and planning their next steps.
The next morning, Delphine woke up with severely swollen eyes. As she opened her eyes, she heard the man’s low and gentle voice from the outer room.
"Cook two eggs and bring a glass of milk."
She stared at the ceiling, gazing blankly at the carved patterns above, until the man’s hand covered her eyes. He spoke softly, in a low voice, "Don’t look, your eyes will hurt."
The man was wearing loungewear, with the buttons on his collar left undone, revealing well-defined muscles. His sleek, toned physique exuded a trace of sensual robustness.
Ignatius Leclair noticed her sitting silently, her expression listless and void of emotion. Unperturbed, he peeled the eggs in his hands, wrapped them in a fine cloth, and gently pressed them against her swollen eyes, his voice low as he ordered, "Close your eyes."
Delphine closed her eyes. The heat on her eyelids stung slightly but also brought a trace of comfort. She sat still like a wooden doll.
The man’s profound gaze fell on her snow-white collarbone, his Adam’s apple moving slightly. He hadn’t anticipated how deeply Beatrice’s abandonment had hurt her. She sat dazed and speechless throughout the night. Even so, he had dared not act impulsively; he had restrained himself, holding her through the night without doing anything.
Ignatius expertly used the warm egg to soothe her eyes. His mother, during her lifetime, had been scatterbrained and carefree. Rather than her taking care of him, it was more accurate to say he’d been looking after her since he was young. Now, he wanted to do the same for Delphine. After all, she wasn’t just naive and foolish, she was downright gullible.
When the egg treatment was almost finished, he set it aside and fetched a warm towel to wipe her face. Covering her eyes, he murmured in a low voice, "Finish your milk and go back to sleep for a bit. It’s still early."
Delphine’s fingertips twitched slightly. The man had already placed the glass of milk in her hands. Her pale lips moved, but she didn’t feel like speaking. Quietly, she drank the milk and lay back down to sleep with her eyes closed.
Ignatius noticed how docile she had become—like a straw doll. There was no trace of her usual temper, not even the slightest expression on her face. His handsome face grew thoughtful as he stepped out of the bedroom.
Maximilian had been waiting in the study. He stepped forward to report, "Young Master Leclair, the severance letter has been notarized. From now on, Miss Delphine no longer has any ties with Madam Beatrice or the Leclair manor."
Ignatius nodded and lowered his voice as he instructed, "Focus on investigating the period when Beatrice gave birth to Delphine. Find out where she was born and which hospital. I want everything uncovered."
He couldn’t shake the feeling that Beatrice’s treatment of Delphine was excessively cruel. No mother would treat her child like this.