“Can’t you just make some allowances for Suzan? She’s pregnant, after all.”
Adeline shot Mitchell a sharp look. She had her own opinions about Suzan getting pregnant before marriage, but the fact was, Suzan was carrying the Lloyd family’s child. Once the baby was born, he would be the heir, the first grandson—something those bastards outside could never compare to.
She’d told Mitchell before: be patient, be gentle with Suzan.
He’d agreed without protest, but now he was causing trouble again.
Did he think it had been easy for her, holding onto the title of Mrs. Lloyd all these years? She’d done it all for Mitchell.
“Aunt Adeline, this really isn’t Mitchell’s fault,” Suzan said, catching her breath. She slowly lifted her head, eyes shimmering with unshed tears, looking heartbreakingly fragile.
“Oh, sweetheart, you’re so considerate. Even now, you’re still speaking up for Mitchell.”
Seeing Suzan like this, Mitchell felt his anger ebb away.
He reached down to help Suzan up from the floor, guilt weighing on him. “I’m sorry. I lost my temper just now.”
The sight of Lyman and Effie together had made him lose his head for a moment.
Suzan’s heart was still full of resentment, but she forced a gentle smile for Mitchell. “It’s fine. I’m not angry with you. It was my fault, I shouldn’t have said what I did.”
The more gracious Suzan acted, the guiltier Mitchell felt.
She knew exactly how to play to his weaknesses—showing a little vulnerability always made him ache for her even more.
“I’m sorry,” he murmured again.
After Suzan was back in her hospital room, she didn’t make a scene. Instead, she told Mitchell that if he had things to take care of, he could go—she could look after herself.
Of course, Mitchell couldn’t really leave her alone in the hospital.
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