Rejected and Banished; The kids are his.
I glanced up, expecting one of the maids with fruits that I had requested for,
But instead, I saw a maid approaching, without the fruits and her eyes kept flicking toward the open doorway behind her.
“My lady,” she said quietly, “someone’s here to see you.”
I raised a brow and set my teacup down. “Who?”
Before she could answer, I heard another footstep towards us, and on looking up, my blood ran cold.
Lady Isabella.
Of course.
Wrapped in her signature floral robes, her hair pinned up in elegant waves, and that ever present smirk resting on her lips.
My smile fell instantly, replaced with a hard stare. Why couldn’t they all just leave me alone?
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