When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster

Chapter 389: Can Adrian Be Persuaded to Apologize?

Faye Turner also paused, she could see Nanny Warren’s anxiety and the panic she was forcefully suppressing within.

Going out today was indeed her own decision.

Moreover, she most likely must hide it from Eliza Hayes, which is why she is so anxious. After all, this violates the master’s wishes.

"Nanny Warren, first of all... I owe you a thank you." Faye Turner gently cradled her slightly swollen belly and bowed to her, "I thank you on behalf of the baby."

"Please, please, please don’t!" Nanny Warren hurriedly held her arm, almost frightened, "An incident like this, I bear some responsibility too."

However, switching abortion pills to prenatal vitamins, and doing so right under Eliza Hayes’s nose, how much courage and audacity must that have required?

"Miss Turner, you are a good girl." Tears welled up in Nanny Warren’s eyes, "Though I am Lady’s person, I have watched Adrian grow up, and for the mother-son relationship to get to this extent, it’s no overnight freeze."

Faye Turner did not interrupt her words, knowing her time was precious, she listened attentively—

Nanny Warren said—

"The relationship between mother and son has always been bad, and now Adrian has hit the Lady in front of everyone, this incident has made her deeply furious, even angry."

What? Adrian Lancaster raised his hand... to hit his mother??

Faye Turner was extremely shocked yet still did not interrupt.

"She has lost reason and wants to ally with Brandon Lancaster and Melanie Hayes against Adrian."

Boom!

Faye Turner’s pupils instantly shrank; she could hardly believe her ears, shocked once more.

"Nanny Warren, tell me, the day Adrian went back... what exactly happened?" Her heart was racing, her voice a bit trembling.

Nanny Warren recounted in detail all that happened that day.

Including Adrian’s men, who beat Spike and the four leading men to near cripples, the blood even stained the carpet.

Faye Turner nervously asked, "Grandfather then? Hadn’t he returned at that time?"

Nanny Warren shook her head, "It was precisely because the old master wasn’t home that... a commotion like this could erupt."

Faye Turner could not come to terms with this fact for a long time.

Adrian Lancaster actually not only let his men be beaten up that day but also hit his mother??

"So... to prevent such outrageous things from happening, could you persuade Adrian to go home and apologize to her?"

"After all, it’s his mother, and in front of so many servants."

Nanny Warren said, "Sometimes, if everyone just lowers their stance a bit, family members could slightly tolerate each other, thereby avoiding many disputes. The Lady herself... is mentally unstable, she can only be treated as a patient."

"Nanny Warren, I want to ask you a question." Faye Turner, worried, holds her heart.

"Ask away."

Her voice trembled slightly, "Eliza Hayes... is she really Adrian’s biological mother?"

"Yes." Nanny Warren did not hesitate, her gaze firm.

This left Faye Turner very confused. Clearly, it’s her son, why would she want to eliminate him?

"Why does she hate Caleb Lancaster so much?" Faye Turner asked again.

Nanny Warren met her gaze and was startled by this question!

Suddenly understanding!

Hate?

How did Miss Turner know it’s hate?

On the surface, everything is taken care of properly... could it be... something has been discovered?

"Is he improving?" Nanny Warren lightly inquired.

Only then did she realize, Nanny Warren also wanted to probe, also feared his recovery.

Faye Turner quickly understood, Nanny Warren harbors a hint of goodwill, but ultimately she belongs to Eliza Hayes, caring more for her.

So... caution is advised.

"Nanny Warren." Faye Turner’s tone softened, changed the topic, "The things you’ve told me, I’ve remembered, I will persuade Adrian on this matter."

This was Nanny Warren’s purpose for visiting, so she herself responded, "Thank you, madam, I will also go to persuade the Lady."

Having said this, Nanny Warren retreated two steps, then turned and stepped toward the door, she was racing against time.

Faye Turner did not hold her back, gazing at that departing figure, the message she conveyed earlier replayed in her mind.

Even after calming down and thinking repeatedly, Faye Turner could not comprehend.

Why would a mother treat her biological son this way?