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Diana“What? How can you, a woman married to a Monclair, speak so crudely?” Clara raised her voice.Her face turned red, and she tried to remain composed, even though I could clearly see how angry she was.“I’m just stating the truth.”“You’re mocking me, Diana.”She turned the situation around as if I were the one who had just tried to hurt her and act cruelly toward her.“You feel mocked?” I asked casually.My response was even more unexpected, leaving her stunned. She blinked several times after hearing my words.I wasn’t surprised at all by her habit of belittling me and losing her temper so easily. She did it often because she believed she was far luckier and better off than me, so she thought she could do whatever she wanted back then.Her expression was restless, and she even raised her hand.“Now that you’ve married into the Monclair family, you’ve become so arrogant, Diana.”She clearly had no intention of leaving. Instead, she seemed to be deliberately challenging me.“Yes.

WindyI was at a café with Weston. He was sitting beside me, happily playing with the dragon plushie I had bought for him.We had been waiting for Tucker for almost thirty minutes. He was running late because he still had a meeting at his office.Weston had come with me from home. I couldn’t possibly leave him alone, and I thought it would be nice if he could meet Tucker too.Seeing Weston so absorbed in playing with his dragon plushie, I smiled softly. At least he didn’t seem bored despite having to wait for quite a while.I touched his head and gently stroked his hair.“Ah, look at the way they’re staring,” I murmured.Actually, I was saying it more to myself because their looks clearly showed that they were judging me. Just a moment ago, I had overheard whispers from the table beside me about how I was willing to take care of another woman’s child.“Mama.” Weston suddenly looked at me. He seemed to understand my mood.As he touched my hand, I let out a sigh. “No, Mama isn’t angry w

WindyAt first, everything was going well. Since both Tucker and I were so busy, unfortunately, we had to ask an assistant to look after Weston for the time being.Only two days after I asked the assistant to pick Weston up, I received a phone call carrying some terrible news.Weston was hurt.Tucker and I rushed to his school, and when I saw the wound on his forehead, I felt as though all the strength had left my body. My hands trembled as I approached him, my heart filled with sorrow.As I got closer and finally touched his cheek, his eyes were still red and swollen. Seeing him like this, I was certain he must have been in a lot of pain.I hugged him tightly. “Mama is here now, Weston.”I gently stroked his head over and over again, feeling upset that Weston had to go through something like this.Tucker knelt beside me as well. He touched Weston’s hand, his eyes filled with sadness.Suddenly, the door opened, followed by the sound of quick, heavy footsteps.“What happened to my Vict

WindyToday was still a day off for Weston. After what happened yesterday, he had developed a fever for a while, which had really worried us. Fortunately, it wasn’t anything serious, and now he was enjoying the breakfast I had prepared for him.He had already finished the porridge I gave him and asked for another serving.“You really like it?” I asked sweetly.I really didn’t want him to remember what had happened yesterday.His little head nodded.“Mom’s porridge is delicious. It gives me so much energy.”I let out a small laugh at the way he praised me. I was sure he would grow up to be a gentleman who treated others kindly.I gently stroked his head.When I saw Tucker just coming out of his office, his attention focused on the phone in his hand, I walked over to him.“What’s wrong? Is there a problem at your office?”He had just been about to leave for work, so perhaps something had happened at the office while he was away.“That man is so annoying. How dare he contact me?”My brow

CassandraWe kept enjoying our honeymoon over and over again. As we grew older, it was safe to say that we had become much more relaxed than we used to be.Yes, whenever something was difficult or particularly troublesome and we simply wanted to spend time together, we would hand the task over to our assistants or let Miles take care of it.Don’t get me wrong. It was only because we believed Miles was now capable of taking on more responsibility. He was already able to lead the Monclair family, and of course, everyone was well aware of his position.Sebastian and I were enjoying our peaceful time together. The love between us seemed to have no end. If anything, it only continued to grow, making us feel increasingly grateful for each other.Earlier this morning, we took a walk along the beach together. I collected seashells and arranged them into a hanging decoration, which I put up in our villa here.Slow living—that was probably the best way to describe what we were doing together.Y