"What did she say to you?" Adrian Grant felt a bit strange seeing Eleanor Winslow return. Echoes of Selene Keane’s words kept ringing in Eleanor’s mind: ——He doesn’t love you. Why was Selene so certain Adrian didn’t love her? What attitude does Adrian Grant have towards her right now? If he doesn’t love her, does he at least like her? If he likes her, is it one point, three points, or five? "Eleanor!" Eleanor’s silence made Adrian Grant inexplicably uneasy. Eleanor looked away not meeting his gaze, staring at the sky outside the window, "Nothing." "Zia Winslow!" Adrian’s tone was serious, and then he realized he was being harsh, softened for a moment, and said, "I’m not being rough with you." Eleanor looked at the man in surprise, then glanced outside again, pondering why it wasn’t raining blood today. Eleanor evaded, "I just think I’ve made Auntie Keane angry." "If she’s going to be angry, who can stop her?" The words almost outright stated that Selene has problems. Adrian asked again, "What exactly did she say to you?" Eleanor turned to him, countering, "Adrian, what are you nervous about?" If it didn’t matter to him, he wouldn’t keep asking again and again. Is he worried Selene told her something? Is there something she can’t know? Eleanor originally thought Adrian wouldn’t speak again, but the man unexpectedly opened his mouth: "Did she tell you to leave me, right?" "How—how do you know?" Eleanor was shocked. Adrian’s face turned sullen, and he gazed at Eleanor. Even though he’d been married to Eleanor for three years, his good mother never let go of this idea! Eleanor waited for a while but never heard Adrian speak again. She tilted her head to look closely at him, only to see his expression was unclear, not knowing what he was thinking. "Actually, I’ve never understood, why Auntie doesn’t like me anymore." Eleanor looked at the glass of water on the bedside table, "Clearly she used to like me a lot, am I really that awful as her daughter-in-law?" Adrian couldn’t give her an answer. Because Selene doesn’t mind Eleanor being her daughter-in-law. It’s just that she doesn’t want Eleanor to be her younger daughter-in-law. Adrian raised a hand, signaling for Eleanor to come to his side: "Come here, I’ll tell you." Eleanor instinctively felt suspicious. She stared at him doubtfully for a few seconds, but ultimately couldn’t resist curiosity and walked over. As soon as she walked over, she was held by the man. Eleanor was about to pull her hand away when she heard him say, "Zia Winslow, you are you, no matter what identity, you don’t need her approval." Perhaps eager to rescue her daughter, Yvonne Vance arrived very quickly. She originally thought she was meeting Eleanor alone but didn’t expect Adrian to be in the hospital room. Her daughter is completely devoted to Adrian, but Adrian is actually helping Eleanor, whom she sees as a little bitch. How warm she used to be towards Adrian, how cold she is now. "Whether Mia Winslow ends up in jail depends on my attitude as the person involved." Eleanor glanced at her watch, "You have only half an hour, say whatever you want." Enough with the side talks. Yvonne glanced at Adrian lying on the hospital bed and sarcastically asked Eleanor, "Are you sure you want him to hear?" The source of this content ɪs 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝓷𝓮𝓽 "Mm." Eleanor didn’t hesitate. Yvonne dropped a bombshell right away: "Eleanor, your mother might not have died." "W—what did you say?" Eleanor was incredulous, so shocked her voice trembled. Adrian squinted slightly. Yvonne seemed very satisfied with Eleanor’s reaction and asked, "Did you see the corpse when your mother committed suicide back then?" Eleanor pressed her lips. It was precisely because she hadn’t seen her mother’s remains, and her mother’s diary before her death showed no sign of wanting to commit suicide, that she suspected the truth of her mother’s death. She thought her mother was murdered, but never imagined she might not be dead! "Then where is she now? Where has she been all these years?" Eleanor’s voice was restrained and scary, like a taut string. "That I don’t know!" Yvonne brushed her curls, as if telling a joke, "You saw me as a child, with how frequently your dad meets with me, why wouldn’t your mom discover?" "...Why?" Eleanor didn’t want to speculate; she knew Yvonne had an answer. The hospital room had a temperature control system, but Eleanor inexplicably felt chilly all over, cold to the point of trembling. Yvonne enjoyed watching Eleanor’s panicked demeanor. Eleanor grabbed Yvonne’s collar, pressing her against the wall, ominously saying, "Auntie Vance, I have little patience; I advise you not to hold back, or you’ll only end up visiting your daughter in jail." "Because—" Yvonne said maliciously, "your mom wasn’t focused on your dad, your mom had someone outside too!" Eleanor widened her eyes in shock: "Y—you’re lying to me!" "Eleanor, you spent winter and summer holidays in Aethelgard playing, what mother would be comfortable letting her young daughter leave her to go to another city? It’s because Melody Nash would go to Europe while you were away, or a Spanish-born Chinese would come to Hongkong to accompany your mom." Eleanor always thought it was so she could accompany her father doing business in Aethelgard... But if it were to accompany her father, why didn’t her mother come along? Eleanor slackened her grip, stumbled back a few steps. Eleanor’s back slammed into a warm embrace, Adrian didn’t know when he got out of bed, caught her firmly in his arms, and the warmth from his vest gave her a bit of comfort. Eleanor turned her head, seeing the man filled with concern. "Ha ha ha ha ha!" Yvonne burst into laughter, full of satisfaction, "Eleanor, all these years, you thought my existence pushed your mom to death, right? Ha ha ha! It was your mom, who didn’t want you, abandoned you!" Yvonne looked at Adrian again: "Young Master Grant, what kind of mother, what kind of daughter, Eleanor’s mom, Melody Nash, was a capricious woman who didn’t care for her children or family, what good could Eleanor be? You should see clearly!" "Is that so?" Adrian coldly looked at Yvonne, his thin lips parted, "Ironically, I’m not a decent person either." Eleanor didn’t know when Yvonne left; when she came to her senses, there was only her and Adrian in the hospital room. "W—why did you get out of bed again!" Eleanor was shocked and immediately went to support Adrian. Adrian was amused and frustrated, he’d been down for quite a while. Once the man was back on the bed, Eleanor immediately said, "I’ll call the doctor for you." "No need, I’m fine." Adrian held Eleanor’s hand. The next moment, he naturally clasped it in his hand. Eleanor wanted to pull her hand away but was held firmly by him, unable to move. The news from Yvonne was too shocking; Eleanor now had no energy to struggle with Adrian. At this moment, she finally understood why Yvonne said ’Are you sure you want him to hear’. Eleanor unconsciously glanced at Adrian, the current person she could pour her heart out to: "Do you think... she’s lying to me?"