Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 947

Eloisa entered the house with Marianna. She immediately felt something was amiss when saw the amount of people in her house. However, she was too focused on her daughter to pay much attention to the cars parked outside of her house. Though if she stopped to think about it, it definitely would've felt a little strange.

When Eloisa entered the house, she saw a young man dressed in a black leather sitting on the sofa. She had never seen him before, and she instinctively tightened her hold on her daughter's hand. He was a stranger but judging from what she saw, she suspected that he was Zorion Whalen.

Women in many rich and powerful families were viewed as worthless. A plaything for men to play with and use however they wished.

She was lucky. She had a good life. Her father had married her off to Searlas. A man who thought highly of her and treated her well.

There were of course women with whom Searlas had slept with and then passed them off to other men. They were rode hard and put away wet.

It wasn't that Eloisa was naive and did not know about these things. It was just that...

So what if she knew? It wouldn't change a thing. Searlas was smart and capable. He would never have allowed an illegitimate child to exist. Women were disposable to him. To put it bluntly, anything that he had used, he would never reuse. So how was it possible that he would have an illegitimate child?

Therefore, Searlas only had three children, two sons and a daughter. All of whom were born by Eloisa. Her children definitely increased Eloisa's status in the Cook family.

Syncere's wife had died young. As the Cook family was a place of servitude and order, she as the eldest daughter-in-law of the family naturally had to manage the affairs of the Cook family.

In the past few years, she thus enjoyed unlimited glory.

Of course, Eloisa was astute. She knew that it was common for men to have affairs with other women. Therefore, their children were bargaining chips to solidify their status.

At first, Eloisa thought that Marianna's life would be fine and turn out to be like hers. After all, she had two brothers. However, now that trouble is here, how could Eloisa not know what was going to happen?

Eloisa could tell from this young man's eyes that he was not an ordinary person. His gaze was hard. She knew that her daughter would be in danger.

It was such a pity that she could not do anything as her mother.

Noble families were truly an abyss of suffering. Even with all their prestige, their hands were tied. They did not have to worry about putting a roof over their heads or when their next meal was going to come, but they led a miserable life.

At least the men still had a way out, the women on the other hand...

Eloisa gripped her daughter's hand tightly, alarming Marianna. She looked at her mother and then back at Jepherson sitting on the sofa. An image of Raeleigh falling suddenly flashed through her mind. Terror sealed her throat.

"It wasn't me! It wasn't me! I won't do it again!" Marianna cried as she stumbled backwards. She wanted to turn around and run, but she was blocked by the Cook's family staff at the door.

Eloisa's was frantic. "What should I do? What should I do?"

Eloisa, whose face was as pale as death, looked at Syncere and said, "Dad, please save Marianna. She is still young and ignorant. I will ground her and ban her from leaving the house. I will make sure she does not leave the house ever again!"

Eloisa knew that Syncere was the only one who could save Marianna now. She hoped that Syncere would let Marianna off the hook because she was the flesh and blood of the Cook family.

Syncere sighed and glanced at Jepherson as he said, "Mr. Richards, it's up to you. I've kept my end of the promise by bringing you to my granddaughter."