Chapter 747


    ncing at the time, Matilda wanted to tell him to go back, for drivingte at night was dangerous, but


    in the end, she swallowed her words. Deep down, she wanted to get along with William.


    Before this, all she did wasin when they had any alone time. She’d either grumble about


    Sophia, the servants, the other Constance branch families, or William. Everything she could think of


    could be used as aining tool.


    Sometimes William would console her, but sometimes he’d say nothing, for he was exhausted. Now


    that she thought about it, aside from her incessantining, she couldn’t remember what they did


    during their alone time. So now she asked about his work and whether he had any troublesome


    business to settle. Matilda never cared about his work, but since she asked, William told her about it.


    He had a lot of problems rted to work, but William chose the simplest ones.


    Matilda listened to him closely. “I never knew you had to face so many troubles.”


    William chortled. “I got used to it.”


    Matilda looked at him quietly. “I’m sorry for what I did. I know I’ve caused you a lot of trouble.”


    William looked back at her. Matilda’s getup was different now; she used to adore the richdy getup. It


    was elegant, but William thought it was too forced. She looked so much younger after giving that look


    up. Her casual wear and ponytail looked so much fresher to William. Then he said, “I’m partly at fault,


    too. It’s not just you.”


    A marriage’s end wasn’t the fault of a single person, and Matilda knew that, but she didn’t know how to


    continue the conversation now. If William was to be med, then his only fault was being overly nice to


    Matilda, and it made her think life was supposed to be nice to her. Since Ms. Cannon had gone out,


    only they were left in the house. A whileter, Matilda blurted, “Ynda came yesterday because of


    you, wasn’t she? Everyone could see that.”


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    A look of awkwardness crept onto his face. “She might’ve had something to tell you, I think. She’s just a


    friend. There’s nothing between us.”


    Matilda caressed her leg reflexively. “It’s normal even if you guys are dating.”


    William paused, then he grunted. He didn’t know whether he still loved Matilda. After all these years,


    his love had been torn to pieces. Every time he thought of his marriage with Matilda, he’d be


    overwhelmed by a sense of exhaustion.


    The first feeling he felt after the divorce was freedom. He could finally break free of that suffocating life,


    but he had a price to pay. After the initial high, William started feeling weird. Something felt missing


    from his life the moment he realized he’d never hear anyone nagging him anymore, and William


    wondered why he felt that way.


    Then an awkward silence fell between them, and William was the first to give in. He stood up. “It’ste,


    so I’ll be going back now. Since you’re not feeling too well, you should rest early.”


    Matilda said okay and went to send him off.


    At this time, John and Sophia were walking nearby, and Sophia clicked her tongue after seeing William


    leave. “I have no idea what your dad is thinking. I think he still loves your mom, but then he didn’t even


    seize this chance to confess. I might be wrong about your dad’s love.”


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