“Why are you here?” Lucian questioned expressionlessly after pulling Aubree to the edge of the planting site.
Upon hearing that, Aubree gazed at the little girl in her embrace with concern. “I was worried about Essie, so I came over to check on things. Don't worry. I won't make things difficult for all of you.”
As soon as she said that, Lucian's stern voice rang out again. “Well, you've seen everything now. Essie's adapting well. If there's nothing else, you may leave.”
Aubree's expression stiffened. “Lucian, I traveled all the way here. Surely you won't let me go back just like that without a meal?”
With that, she hung her head guiltily and mumbled, “I know. You still blame me for hurting Essie last time, but I swear I didn't do it on purpose. I've been regarding Essie as my own for so many years. How would I bear to harm her? Besides, you've already punished me for that, and I know what I've done wrong. Please, just forgive me, will you?”
At the mention of the incident when she had harmed Estella, Lucian said frostily, “The person you should be apologizing to isn't me.”
Aubree glanced at Estella, who was suffering in her embrace.
Estella could not break free because she was not strong enough to do so.
Feeling that Aubree had loosened her grip, Estella quickly pulled out her arms from Aubree's embrace and reached out to Lucian.
Lucian quickly grabbed Estella's arm and pulled her into his embrace.
“Essie has the right to be mad at me. It's my fault. From today onward, I'll prove to her that I don't have ill intentions toward her.” Aubree pretended to blame herself, for she knew Estella would never forgive her. After that, she gave Lucian a tentative glance. “Would you give me the chance to prove myself?”
In other words, she was asking if their marriage could come true.
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