Chapter 460


    Chapter 460 The Arrival of Marjorie


    He furrowed his brows, his eyes full of confusion, “What does it mean?”


    I couldn’t tell him what I had to do, I couldn’t let him apany me on this adventure. After all, there


    were some things that only I could do.


    Swallowing the bitterness in my heart, I spoke, “Alright, let’s give each other two years. You go


    investigate what happened on the eve of Chinese New Year. No matter what the oue, I hope we


    can ept it with equanimity in the end.”


    “Two years?” He was puzzled, frowning. “Why two years? It won’t take long, I can find out soon. I don’t


    need two years.”


    “Marjorie needs you,” I began, looking at him, “The child in her belly is slowly starting to show, no


    matter what the final result of your investigation is, you have to take responsibility for her and the child,


    don’t you?”


    If I hadn’t known about Marjorie’s background in the past, I wouldn’t have said these things. But now


    that I do, regardless of whatever results Walter ultimately finds, he needs to take care of Marjorie and


    the child in her womb.


    By this point, the only way for Marjorie to legitimately have her baby was for Walter to marry her.


    It was also the only way to protect her reputation.


    Who made her father be Michael, of all people, and the person entrusted happened to be Walter’s


    father?


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    All of this, it was like a dead end, could only proceed ording to the predetermined setup.


    Walter began a long silence, and I fell silent too.


    Marjorie was not Ashley, I could insult her, hate her, even show her no


    mercy.


    But Marjorie couldn’t, even if she hadn’t done anything wrong up until now. The mere fact that she was


    Michael’s daughter was enough to stop me. Not for anything else, but for that touch of admiration for


    the hero in my heart.


    That night, I didn’t leave. I stayed at the Water Vi. Walter held me tightly all night, and we remained


    silent throughout.


    The next day, Walter did end up drinking. By the early hours of the morning, he finally sumbed to


    the effects of the alcohol and fell into a deep sleep. I couldn’t sleep, my mind was filled with thoughts


    and I was carefully calcting the time, realizing that the time Ezra was supposed to arrive was almost


    upon us.


    Perhaps due to several consecutive days of drizzling rain, River City was no longer experiencing light


    rain today, but was instead basking in bright sunshine. The clear weather after the rain was indeed the


    most beautiful.


    Like any other city, I couldn’t sleep. I left Walter’s embrace and came to the window to quietly


    daydream. The sunlight hit my body, its warmth making me slightly dizzy.


    How long it had been since I had experienced such peace.


    Had it not been for the engine noiseing from downstairs, I would probably have basked in the


    sunlight until it moved elsewhere.


    Hearing the engine sound, I cast my eyes down towards the building


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    below. It was a red Volkswagen, its presence here truly surprised me, it wasn’t the Hinton family’s car.


    For a moment, the doorbell rang from downstairs.


    I put on my coat and went downstairs, opened the door, and saw the person standing outside. I was


    stunned for a few seconds, surprised that it could be her.


    “Ms. Knight.” That was how I addressed Marjorie. I truly couldn’t call her Marjorie like her mother and


    Alexander did.


    Seeing me, her surprise and astonishment were no less than mine, even more so. Clearly, my


    presence here was truly beyond her


    contemtion.


    After a while, she finally moistened her pale lips and said, “Ms. Conner, how did you…”


    “Walter got drunkst night, I brought him home.” I began, opening the door and stepping aside to let


    her into the hall.


    She could find her way here, presumably she had been here before.


    She entered the hall, clutching the food box in her hand, “I… didn’t know you were here. I called Mr.


    Austen this morning and found out that Mr. Hinton had drunk too muchst night. I was worried about


    his headache, so I came to bring him some hangover soup.”


    I nodded, giving a faint smile, “I dropped him off on my way. Now that you’re here, I’ll leave first.”


    “Ms. Conner,” she began, stopping me.


    I looked back at her, somewhat puzzled, “What’s wrong?”


    She held the food box in her hand, a slight twitch appearing on her


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    stunningly beautiful face. A few secondster, she ced her hand on her stomach, looked up at me


    and said, “The baby in my belly already has a heartbeat and is forming.”


    I didn’t know why she suddenly said that. I didn’t speak, just kept staring at her motionlessly, waiting for


    her next sentence.


    She pursed her lips, saying, “I know you and Mr. Hinton were once married, and he probably loved you


    at some point. But now, many things have been settled. I can’t bear to abort this child, nor do I want to


    harm this innocent life. So, I will follow the advice of the Hinton family’s grandmother and marry Mr.


    Hinton, giving birth to this child.”


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