Chapter 1387: Chapter 1487

It was Andrew.

He faced Shirley with a blank expression, his voice tinged with disapproval.

“Shirley Harrison, have you had enough yet?”

His chilly tone cooled down Shirley’s fiery temper.

He skipped the formalities, a clear sign of his impatience.

Taken aback by her beloved’s sudden change, Shirley stopped in her tracks.

Tears welled in her eyes as she went from being haughty to vulnerable, her voice trembling as she asked, “Andrew, why are you treating me like this because of some mixed-blood witch? You’ve never acted like this before!”

Andrew stayed silent, his gaze faint but still intimidating, the weight of his unspoken words heavy on her.

Shirley’s face went pale.

She bit her lip, her eyes now filled with bitterness as she snapped at me, “Just you wait,” before storming off in her high heels, unwilling to accept defeat.

Her lackey quickly followed suit, warning spitefully, “Shirley won’t forget this!”

With a swish of her dress, she scurried after Shirley, both disappearing from sight in a whirl of fancy skirts.

Once they left, Andrew’s demeanor softened, returning to his usual gentle and graceful self.

With a hint of guilt, he said, “Debra, I’m really sorry.

I should’ve stopped Shirley from bothering you.

I apologize.

”

He had a way of easing tension.

Emotions could be complicated, especially with someone like Shirley.

But it wasn’t Andrew’s fault.

So I shrugged off his apology.

“No big deal.

I held my ground; no need to blame yourself.

”

Still, Shirley’s behavior and her connection with Andrew made me wonder.

“Shirley doesn’t seem to like me much and isn’t thrilled about me staying at your home.

Would it be a problem for you?”

Andrew shook his head.

“Not at all.

Shirley’s a bit unpredictable, like a child sometimes.

Don’t take it personally.

”

Relieved, I said, “That’s good to know.

”

After Shirley’s display, my confidence wavered.

I didn’t want to be a burden to anyone.

Andrew’s confident words reassured me, calming my nerves.

Ivy added softly, “You handled that so well.

I bet you were just as sharp and fearless before you lost your memories, never backing down from a challenge!”

“Maybe,” I murmured.