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Rosalynn paused mid-step.
Was that her mother speaking with Noemi on the phone?
“How is this possible? Did Beal actually orchestrate sending your daughter away in secret?”
Noemi’s voice carried through the air.
Peering around the corner, Rosalynn spotted her mother seated on the sofa, engaged in a video call
with Noemi.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMemories of earlier events caused her to compress her lips tightly, and she began descending the
stairs quietly.
“Indeed, I find it astonishing as well.”
Gail, still emitting sighs of disbelief, noticed Rosalynn’s approach and gestured for her to come closer.
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
Rosalynn moved to her mother’s side and settled beside her.
“Rosalynn, extend your greetings to your mother-in-law,” Gail prompted with softness in her tone.
Facing the camera, Rosalynn greeted Noemi respectfully.
Noemi’s gaze lingered on her, her face contorted with unease.
She offered a slight nod, and an awkward silence fell upon them.
Breaking the quiet, Gail announced, “You know, Noemi, destiny proposed that our families would unite
through marriage someday, should we have a son and a daughter. It seems destiny had its own plans.”
This coaxed a smile from Noemi, though it seemed strained.
“Yes. But, they ended up divorcing.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe was yet unaware of the fake divorce.
Gail turned towards Rosalynn, hesitating briefly before revealing, “Noemi, there’s something you’re
oblivious to…”
“Oblivious to what?”
At that moment, Brian made his way downstairs.
Catching sight of him, Gail called out, “Brian, join us. Discuss with your mother your marital situation
with Rosalynn.”
Brian stepped forward, draping his arm around Rosalynn’s shoulders, his expression grave.
“Mom, Rosalynn and I haven’t truly divorced. The document was fake.”