Nathan remained silent for a prolonged moment, and then spoke in a low and hoarse voice that conveyed an indescribable sense of despondency.
âHowever, Iâd rather not discuss it.
Youâve already parted ways with Nathaniel, and even our previous marriage was built on falsehoods.
The ties to the Roberts family are no longer relevant to you, my love.
You neednât concern yourself with it.
â
Lucinda frowned.
Perhaps fueled by curiosity, she found herself growing more intrigued with each word Nathan uttered.
What kind of secret could it be that kept Nathan awake all night and prompted him to rise early in the morning, staring blankly out the window?
And, unusually, he held her and ki*sed her with such intensity.
As she pondered, Nathan straightened his back and withdrew from the crook of her neck.
âCome on, honey, freshen up, and weâll head back to the Roberts familyâs place in half an hour.
â
Lucinda refrained from asking further questions, simply nodding in agreement before heading to the bathroom to freshen up.
Regardless of the secrets Nathan harbored, visiting the Roberts familyâs place first would surely provide some answers and ease her doubts.
An hour later, Lucinda and Nathan approached the entrance of the Roberts family villa.
The villa was just coming to life, its halls resonating with the piercing cries of a baby.
Inside, Vivien and her husband, Franco, were frantically trying to pacify their child.
Amanda, awakened by the noise, appeared visibly irked as she approached the scene.
Her voice sharp as ever, she berated Franco, âYou might run a company well, Franco, but youâre helpless with your own child.
Itâs always the same; you never change!â
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âYes, yes, youâre right.
Iâll do better,â Franco responded mechanically, his focus on the crying infant.
âIâm tired of hearing that, Franco.
Nothing ever changes with you,â
Amanda retorted, frustration coloring her tone.
Franco still attempting to calm the baby, responded without looking up, âYouâre right.
â
âWhat?â Amanda snapped, her irritation flaring.
âAre you even listening? Or is this just another empty promise?â
âYouâre right.
â
Overwhelmed with frustration, Amanda fell silent.
Vivien, unable to suppress her amusement at the unfolding drama, quickly intervened to prevent her mother from further outbursts.
âMom, instead of standing there criticizing, come help us.
The baby has been crying all morning, and we canât figure out whatâs wrong.
â
Amanda glared at her daughter and son-in-law, muttering under her breath as she moved to assist, âUnqualified parents, both of you! If your brother were here, Lucinda and he wouldnât be this clueless!â
As Lucinda and Nathan reached the doorstep, laden with gift bags, they could already hear the commotion within-cries, arguments, and general chaos.
Just then, the butler hurried out to greet them, his eyes quickly taking in the man accompanying Lucinda.
âNathaniel?â The butlerâs face was a picture of shock, as if he had just seen a ghost.
He quickly rubbed his eyes with his sleeve, looking at Nathan several times to confirm his initial impression.