Remarriage Failed Again Today

Xylas Shepherd looked down at her, his voice deep. "Annabelle Ainsworth, I think Ashley has a point. Your cousin and Leona just made up, so your situation is sensitive. It’s awkward for everyone with you living there. Ashley is a good kid without a malicious bone in her body, so don’t take what she said to heart. Why don’t you just move out? If you really can’t, I’ll find a place for you."

’After trying everything to move in, now I’m supposed to move out?’

’You’ve got to be kidding me!’

Annabelle Ainsworth wiped the corners of her eyes and said delicately, "I will move out, but not right now. My cousin is very good to me. She said I’m the only sister she has in this world, so she’s worried about me being on my own. Besides, if I move out at a critical time like this, just because I had a fight with Miss Grant, my cousin will be caught in the middle. I don’t want to make things difficult for her."

She wiped her tears away with the back of her hand, straightened her clothes, and gave him a sincere smile. "Thank you, Xylas Shepherd."

Everyone knew that Annabelle Linton was beautiful, so it went without saying that Annabelle Ainsworth, who resembled her, was as well.

Her maturity, her consideration, her selflessness... it all dazzled Xylas.

Watching her walk away, Xylas’s heart pounded. An indescribable emotion began to spread through him.

’How strange.’

...

The more Ashley thought about it, the angrier she became. For the rest of the time, she didn’t say a single word.

Her face was expressionless.

While everyone else was grilling and tidying up, she sat alone under a tree.

The two siblings were cut from the same cloth; they showed their unhappiness in the exact same way.

"What are you doing?"

Leona Grant walked over and sat down in front of her, raising an eyebrow. "Not causing trouble and not talking? That’s not your style. Spit it out. What’s wrong?"

Ashley shredded the flower in her hand and said coldly, "It’s none of your business."

"If it’s not my business, whose is it?" Leona Grant flicked her on the forehead. "Is this about Annabelle Ainsworth?"

The moment she heard that name, Ashley bristled. She scowled and said fiercely, "Don’t you dare mention her to me!"

"Hah." Leona Grant chuckled. "So dramatic. All right, all right, just cheer up. What if I help you get even? You’re already hard to look at, and now you’re pulling a long face all day. Do you think anyone wants to see that?"

Hearing this, Ashley’s eyes lit up. She tossed aside the flower she had brutally mangled and hugged Leona Grant’s arm. "Brother, you’re going to get even for me? Quick, tell me! What are you going to do?"

"You’ll find out later."

After saying that, Leona Grant pulled his arm away and put some distance between them. "Don’t come near me."

"What’s wrong?"

"I’m a married man. I have to maintain a proper distance from other women."

"..."

’Does he really need to be on guard against his own sister?’

Ashley gave him a look like he was a lunatic, then noticed Leona Grant’s gaze was fixed tenderly on Annabelle Linton, who was busy in the distance.

The thought of Ryan Linton surfaced unexpectedly... a pain in her heart she could never speak of.

Ashley’s lips curved into a smile. She joined Leona Grant in watching Annabelle Linton and asked softly, "Brother, if... if one day you and my sister-in-law separated, would you go back and find her?"

Leona Grant whipped his head around to look at Ashley, frowning. "We will not separate!"

"But what if—"

"There is no ’what if’!"

"..."

Realizing he’d overreacted, Leona fell silent for a moment. His voice was low and heavy when he finally spoke. "I can’t answer that. The only thing I can tell you is this: I can’t live without her... Maybe if I could survive having my heart ripped from my chest, I could be separated from her, because my heart is already gone with her. But if I can’t..."