novelraw Chapter 385: Kneeling to Admit Fault
Chapter 385: Kneeling to Admit Fault
"Then what about when I divorced Rachel?" Dylan Shaw was also very angry, but he suppressed the rage in his heart. "What did you tell me then?!"
"I can’t remember what I said! Just pack your things and get out!" Vivian Sawyer’s tone rose even higher, showing no fear of him.
This former couple had turned confrontational in the face of reality.
Vivian couldn’t bear it for even one more day!
Her eyes burned with fury as she hurled a packed bag of clothes at him from the side, "Get out!"
The bag hit Dylan in the face. He caught it, took two steps back, and glared at her in rage!
But he was powerless to retort, because this was Vivian’s rented apartment.
"I never want to see you again!" Vivian really despised him.
So, Dylan turned and left!
Perhaps there wasn’t much affection for this woman anyway, he just lusted after her good figure and fair skin.
Unable to find a job, Dylan had lost his previous vigor. Now he just looked quite disheveled.
Feeling lost, he began to miss his daughter and especially hoped to remarry Rachel.
People always reflect on the past with longing after losing something, as if they are nostalgically good-hearted.
The Lancaster Family, in the rustic old residence.
The atmosphere had been particularly off these past few days. Ever since Grandpa learned that Eliza Hayes had brewed an abortion potion for Faye Turner and attempted to harm the child in her womb, he had been extremely angry, his expression dark and terrifying every day!
There seemed to be an unrelenting rage bottled up inside him!
He couldn’t sleep well and ate little.
The servants were extremely cautious, fearing that this anger would be directed at them.
Eliza Vance usually stayed in the back courtyard, rarely seeing Grandpa around the old residence; even at mealtimes, Grandpa was resting and didn’t share a dining table with her.
Of course, she could feel the old man’s anger.
Calm now, she had really come to her senses quite a bit.
Regardless, she should consider Grandpa’s feelings.
After all, he is Caleb’s father, the person she respects and cares about the most.
So, Eliza Hayes gathered her courage and went to the second floor of the main villa, standing at a bedroom door.
The butler stood outside, "Good evening, Madam." greeted her, with a sense of relief.
"Is the old man asleep?" Dressed in simple clothes, she softly asked, "I want to go in and see him."
The Old Master had instructed that if Madam came, she should be allowed in at any time.
So, the butler nodded and gently opened the door, "Please, Madam."
The butler didn’t need prior permission, which made Eliza Hayes understand that Grandpa had been waiting for her for a long time.
After entering, the butler quietly closed the door.
The spacious bedroom was well-lit, warmly arranged, and conveniently furnished.
The bed was neatly made, the old man stood at the window with a dignified posture, leaning on a dragon-head cane, leaving only a back view.
Even though he heard the door open and footsteps, he didn’t turn around, only briefly immersed in his thoughts.
As if he was certain she would come, but... he had waited quite a long time.
Facing the old man’s back, there was still an undeniable aura of authority. Eliza Hayes stood behind him, "Dad."
The old man let out a deep, heavy sigh... enough for her to hear.
Making the atmosphere in the room even more stifling.
He turned to look at her, still very angry, "What have you done? How could a mother-in-law do such a thing? Only a witch would do so."
Eliza Hayes bent her knees, knelt on the ground, "Dad, I’m sorry for hurting you and letting you down."
"I said before, I’ve consulted a priest, and Faye Turner is a great benefactor to the Lancaster Family. With her, everything in the family will prosper and be free of illness." The old man was a bit excited, even trembling, very angry, extremely angry!
The middle-aged woman hung her head and knelt on the floor, like a child who had done something wrong.
Humbly accepting criticism, without refutation, only saying sorry repeatedly at the right moments.
She just didn’t want the old man to be hurt by this matter.