Then Twila was taken away...
"How did she get here?"
Hestia's body quivered slightly, and after a long pause, she said, "She's your child."
Eltham stroked his fingertips, "I don't recall us ever being that close."
Hestia braced herself, "You were drunk."
Eltham's dark gaze fell on Hestia, and for a moment, Hestia felt a surge of fear, "It's true, I'm not lying to you."
"Hestia."
"I seldom drink, but that doesn't mean I can't handle my liquor."
On the contrary, he had a high tolerance.
He had never been drunk in his memory.
Moreover, how could a man who was drunk be capable of sleeping with a woman?
Thinking back on her actions, Hestia's face turned pale, and she stuttered without forming a complete sentence, "I...I didn't mean..."
"Hestia, stay away from Bri."
Seeing her face, Brittany might misunderstand.
Hestia's eyes widened in surprise, "If you care about Brittany so much, why did you bring me here? Living under the same roof, how can we not see each other?"
"I brought you here because Twila asked for it."
"As for my fiancée, she doesn't have to follow any rules. She can come and go as she pleases." Eltham poured himself a glass of honey lemonade, "When she visits, you just need to make yourself scarce."
Hestia bit her lip, "I...I didn't intend to come between you two."
She knew Eltham had feelings for Brittany and was aware of Brittany's status as the sole heir to the Lynette estate, a figure beyond her reach.
"Why did you come back then?"
Eltham was resentful, he put down his glass, and walked away.
Hestia stood still, staring at the glass, silent for a long time.
...
After Brittany became pregnant, she started having trouble sleeping in unfamiliar beds.
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