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Chapter 47
Chapter 47
Miss, Sir has asked me to inform you that he’s tied up with some business today, so the divorce is on hold. He said he’ll reach out to you tomorrow,” the servant relayed.
Elysia’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Was that Tarquin just now?”
“Yes, ma’am. That was him.”
Frazzled, Elysia dashed after him, “Hey! Wait! Tarquin, stop the car… Stop!”
She reached the front door of the villa only to find Tarquin long gone, his taillights no longer in sight.
Elysia was fuming, her breath coming in short gasps. What was this all about? It was just a signature, no messy financial entanglements, so why all the fuss? He could have signed the papers and then dealt with his big, important business!
Elysia was near the end of her tether, so close to being free!
And now…
She stood at the doorstep, sighing deeply, trying to console herself.
One more day, just one more day. As long as he was willing to go through with the divorce, that was something. At least there was some kind of commitment!
Leaving the Royal Community, Elysia dialed Benjamin to check on little Elijah.
She was quite worried about the boy. Learning that Elijah was still sound asleep put her mind at ease. She didn’t visit the hospital; instead, she headed straight home.
At home, her three little kids were holding a mini–conference.
The kids were already in on why Elysia had come back this time. It was Elliot who had made the call earlier. He felt the city wasn’t kind to Mommy, and since she didn’t like it here, he wanted to get things sorted out for her, so he’d done some sleuthing.
And, unexpectedly, he unearthed the whole story from years back.
The Thorne family had forced Elysia to drop out of school and marry Tarquin in her sister’s stead.
Tarquin had publicly slandered her, claiming she was unfaithful during the marriage, completely ruining her reputation and subjecting her to public scorn.
The Thorne family, embarrassed by her, had disowned her, turning her out of the house. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
Left with no choice, Elysia, pregnant, had left Jindale City to live in the countryside on her own. Throughout her pregnancy, she labored hard and never enjoyed a single day of ease. To save money, she lived frugally, often eating nothing but bread and water, sometimes
only one meal a day. She also had to endure the cold looks and gossip of those around her
Then, as her due date approached, she fainted on her way home from work.
Tarquin’s people had investigated, but they hadn’t uncovered all this.
It was because after Elysia had come down from the mountain with her children, her rescuers wanted her to live a peaceful life, unaffected by past sorrows, so they had sealed away her past.
And since Elliot had been taught by this savior, he had managed to crack the system.
The three little ones wept for Elysia, their hearts breaking.
Emmett wept the hardest, “Mommy… our mommy is so pitiful, waaah…”
Evan choked up, “No, I can’t let Mommy suffer like this for nothing. I’ll get revenge! The Thorne family and the Bradford family, right? I’m going to blow their houses sky–high!”
Elliot, his eyes also red, retained his composure. He stopped Evan. “You seeking revenge will only remind Mommy of her painful past. She hasn’t mentioned it, meaning she doesn’t
later want us to know. Let’s stay calm for now. We’ll have plenty of chances for revenge
on.”
Evan clenched his fists tightly. “But I can’t stand it! Mommy is such a good person, and they bullied her like that! Before, when she was all alone, she had no one to defend her, but now she has us, and we can’t let her be mistreated!”
“We have to endure, for Mommy’s sake. We can take our revenge even after leaving Jindale City. Right now, the priority is Tarquin! Mommy came back to divorce him, and we need to help her get that done first!”