Chapter 379


    After she drove inside and came out of the car, she saw Jennifer lounging in the garden. “Hello,


    Matilda,” she greeted neutrally upon seeing her.


    Matilda would have ignored her in the past, but today, she greeted back, “Hi. Out here alone?”


    Jennifer was surprised, murmuring an acquiescence before saying, “Yes, I am.”


    Matilda nodded and went to the main residence. There wasn’t anyone in the living room save for the


    servant, who looked surprised to see her here. “You’re back, madam.”


    Before Matilda went upstairs, the servant said, “Are you looking for your husband? He isn’t home.”


    “He’s not?” She was taken aback.


    “No, but the old madam is upstairs. She said you should go to her room if you need anything.”


    Matilda stood there for a minute, and she understood what was going on. William’s mother knew she


    woulde back for William, so she told him to go out for a while. Thinking of this, she sighed. “Fine.


    I’ll go to her, then.” She then went upstairs.


    Belinda was in the room, still in the same clothes she wore to Flintstone Residence. She was sitting on


    the sofa, a big photo album with many pictures in it in her hand. Barely anyone developed photos these


    days, so those photos were taken years ago. Belinda smiled as she flipped through them, her gaze


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    warm, and the moment Matilda came in, she knew it was her. “You’re here. Take a seat.” She didn’t


    even look up.


    Matilda was still fuming. She pulled a face and only went to sit after a few moments, but Belinda’s


    attention was still on the photos. Flipping to one of them, she said, “Look. This was taken during your


    wedding. It’s almost thirty years since then.”


    The photo was sealed in the album, still in decent condition. Matilda looked at it, but she didn’t


    remember taking this photo. Wow, I was young. I was really slim. She was smiling at the camera along


    with William, who looked dashing. Looking back at the photo, she felt puzzled, but she said nothing still.


    Belinda touched the photo andmented, “Time flies.” She chuckled. “In just the blink of an eye, thirty


    years have passed. When I looked through these photos, I was taken back to the first time I saw you.”


    She looked at Matilda. “You were reserved back then, and you didn’t like William. I thought that was the


    end of it, but then you said you can work it out with him.” She looked at her gently. “I really liked you


    back then. You obviously didn’t like William, but you gave it a shot anyway, saying he was a nice guy. I


    know you were just trying to make things less awkward, so I thought you were a good girl.”


    Belinda had looked into Matilda back then. She was gorgeous and had a few suitors. Besides, some of


    the families in the city did consider her as a wife candidate for their sons. When she picked William to


    ‘work it out,’ Belinda thought she just didn’t want him to feel awkward, so she felt some affection toward


    her.


    On the other hand, Matilda felt nervous seeing her talk.


    Eventually, Belinda closed the album and shifted the topic. “I heard you hired someone to hurt Sophia.”