Second Marriage to Mr. Rich (Ned Fletcher)

Chapter 53

Sean hadn’t slept the entire night, so exhaustion was clear on his face. His eyes were vaguely

bloodshot too.

“How is Ms. Angeline?” Taylor asked. He had been working for Sean for so many years, so it was only natural that he knew about Angelina’s affairs just as well as Sean did. This was the first time Taylor had seen Angelina in such a terrible state.

Sean didn’t answer the question. He returned the laptop to Taylor. “Good work. Get some

rest or a bite to eat.”

After Sean gave James a call to inform him of what happened with Angeline, he went to take a shower in the guest room.

When Angeline finally woke up from her dream, her eyes were incredibly swollen and her vision blurry.

She seemed to have dreamt that Anne was gone.

When Angeline saw that she was in Sean’s master bedroom in his Oceanford villa, she realized Anne was gone for real.

Angeline blinked quietly as tears fell from her eyes again. She quickly wiped them away and

got off the bed, trying to find a pair of slippers to wear.

Sean was right. Henrietta was still young. If Angeline didn’t get herself together right now,

Henrietta would be helpless with fear.

Angeline was the elder sister here. She needed to deal with Anne’s post–mortem affairs and

see to Henrietta’s future. Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

However, she couldn’t find any slippers by the bed.

“You’re awake.” Sean, who had heard the noise coming from the master bedroom, walked to

Angeline with a pair of sleepers Maria had brought over. He had been resting on the couch

outside earlier.

Angeline grabbed tightly onto the bed sheets beneath her, feeling overwhelmed.

She was the one who told Sean not to get into contact with her because he was the Lawson family’s adopted son.

Angeline was scared someone might notice them crossing paths and get to know about her

biological mother’s past.

Gossip had the power to drive someone insane. Angeline didn’t want her mother to suffer from it again.

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Yet when Angeline felt powerless last night, it was Sean who reminded her about her duties when she was nearly ready to fight to the end with Ned.

“I’m sorry.” Angeline shut her eyes, tears streaming dow trouble again.”

She choked out, “I…

out, “I… caused you

“Angeline, in everyone else’s eyes, we’re kin. It’s only logical for me to help you when you’re facing trouble. Our family won’t be affected.” Sean squatted down and helped Angeline put on the slippers before meeting her eyes. “You don’t

ve to avoid me like the plague.”

But they had sex.

It was Angeline’s fault, too. She had insisted on it after being drugged and losing consciousness.

Angeline’s grip on the sheets tightened. She didn’t have the energy to think about this

anymore.

She opened her eyes and heaved a long sigh, wiping her tears away as if she’d given herself strength. “I understand. If I ever face any troubles that I can’t handle on my own, I’ll ask you for help.”

Sean smiled and glanced at his watch. “Anne’s body is already being escorted toward River

Town. Have something to eat first. You can sleep more when you’re on the plane later.”

Angeline nodded.

She composed herself and looked at her phone, finding messages from Henrietta from the previous night. Henrietta said she was anxious because Anne hadn’t replied to her messages

or answered her calls.

After getting her emotions in check, Angeline called Henrietta. The latter answered the call almost instantly.

“Henrietta.”

Two knocks rang out from the other end of the call.

Henrietta was mute, so she usually communicated through text messages. If she was on a phone call, she would reply with knocks.

“Anne and I… will be home tonight.”

Henrietta was all alone by herself. That was why Angeline didn’t dare break the news of Anne’s death to her yet.