Chapter 1527


    Sis Shirley was first taken aback, then she let out a slight smile.


    "Don''t worry, Mrs. Yorks. I don’t have any hopes of marrying him. I’m only staying in Mount Pearl


    because I want the child to stay closer to him and form a bond with him. I’ll leave when he finds a


    marriage partner. I promise to never ruin his happiness."


    Angeline added frankly, "Your worries arepletely unnecessary, Eldest Aunt. Sis Shirley is the


    Severe family''s most beloved daughter. We''ll never allow her t o stoop to marrying a man who


    doesn''t even love her o r let her step into a family that won''t ept her."


    Mrs. Yorks looked at Angeline. She was upromising when it came to love, and that prideful


    demeanor of hers did resemble her in some ways. She, however, was lucky to have met Jay who


    was willing to give in to her and indulge her. That was why she could live like a queen.


    Unfortunately for her, she met Spencer. Spencer did not allow her to get jealous of his mistresses


    nor hurt them. Without Spencer there to safeguard and protect her, her love was nothing but a sh


    in the pan.


    "It''s normal for women to suffer, Angeline." Mrs. Yorks


    Angeline was dumbfounded...


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    She sat next to Mrs. Yorks on the ground with her knees pulled up. After pondering for a very long


    time while hugging her knees, she said nkly, "Eldest Aunt, life is just like a religious practice.


    You''ll experience one form of suffering or another eventually, so we as humans need to prioritize


    making ourselves happy so those who care and love u s will be happy as well. We''re not saints, so


    we can''t please those who don''t even care about us..."


    Mrs. Yorks let out a slight smile. "It’s rare to see someone like you develop such understanding at


    such a young age. What you said makes a lot of sense, Angeline, but it’s easier said than done.


    You''ll only know how painful and agonizing this feels when you experience it yourself.”


    Angeline sighed. "I may not know your suffering, Eldest Aunt, but I know that life has been hard on


    you. You must''ve been heartbroken when Uncle Spencer did that to you. But Eldest Aunt, are you


    going to keep hiding in the ancestral hall for the rest of your life and iste yourself from him


    completely? Don’t you think you’re punishing yourself instead of him?"


    Mrs. Yorks let out a bitter smile. "I don’t have a ce t o go. When I was young, I ignored my


    family''s advice and insisted on marrying Spencer. I''ve fallen out with them. I can''t bring myself to go


    back to them now that things have gone south. I can''t stand the humiliation."


    Angeline sympathized with Eldest Aunt''s bitter experience, her eyes even turning pink. "Eldest Aunt


    ..." She stretched out her hand and held Mrs. Yorks'' hand as if she could lend her some strength by


    doing s o.


    "No matter what your decisions are, we, the juniors, will support you regardless. We just want you to


    be happy."


    Like an old monk who was entering meditation, Mrs. Yorks closed her eyes and began


    contemting.


    Angeline''s words were like a stone thrown into the calmke of her heart, forming ripples on the


    surface. I t was even more so like a clear spring being poured into a desert, refreshing her decaying


    soul with energy and liveliness.


    She thought that maybe it was time to make some changes.


    "Thank you, Angeline."


    Bang!


    Suddenly, there was an ear-splitting explosion. It sounded as though mountains had copsed and


    the ground was split.


    The peaceful atmosphere in the safe passage grew tense all of a sudden.


    Angeline felt her heart clenching. She was extremely worried about Jay, Jenson, and Baby Robbie''s


    safety.


    Sandra, Spencer''s second wife, was dressed in a morous dress and adorned with brilliant jewels


    and pearls. She sauntered out tofort the old and weak.


    "Don''t be afraid, Aunty. You must believe in Doomsday''s army. They''re the strongest army in the


    world. The war will be over very soon and we can all g o out when that happens."


    The way she carried herself made her seem as though she was Spencer''s first wife.


    In front of the low-key Mrs. Yorks, she looked dazzling, dignified, and elegant while carrying herself


    like the rightful wife of the patriarch.