Chapter 411

Chapter 411:

Linda struggled with the thought—Ernest having feelings for Hadley? When had it all started?

This must have started years ago…

And she had been completely oblivious?

A scornful chuckle escaped Linda. Hadley, always at Eric’s side back then, had somehow captured Ernest’s affections too?

How absurd! Everyone in Srixby thought Linda was the favorite, adored by both of the Flynn brothers. Yet what was the truth?

She held only an empty title, while Hadley was the one who bewitched them!

Fury flared as Linda stared at the man sleeping peacefully, a swell of hatred building inside her.

Ernest had betrayed her! And with the woman his brother loved!

Compelled by anger, Linda raised her hand, intent on waking him to confront the betrayal. But she froze.

No, she couldn’t do it.

What would the aftermath of such a confrontation look like?

If Ernest confessed, she feared she would lose everything!

She told herself to stay calm. It was crucial to strategize her next steps carefully.

Now, at least, she was aware of the identity of the woman in Ernest’s affections.

On the day Nyla had her routine check-up at the hospital, Hadley was by her side. They returned to Flynn Mansion and walked into the living room where Ernest awaited them in his wheelchair.

𝘾𝙤𝙥𝙮 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚: 𝗀𝖺𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⸳𝖼𝗈𝗺

“You’re… back…”

“Yes, Ernest, we’re back,” Hadley responded, her voice carrying a cheerful tone.

Nyla extended a dinner invitation.

“Hadley, why don’t you join us for dinner?”

“I’m sorry, Nyla, but I have to decline,” Hadley said apologetically.

“I need to go back to the studio tonight.”

“Oh?” Nyla raised an eyebrow.

“There’s no show tonight, is there?”

“No, there isn’t. However, we are preparing for a tour, and we have to rehearse.”

Consistent practice was essential for dancers; skipping even one day could set her back.

“That makes sense,” Nyla replied. “Well, I won’t hold you back then.”

“I’ll be in the restroom for a moment,” Hadley said to Nyla and Ernest.

“Sure…”

Just then, Eric walked in, his car keys jingling in his hand.

“Ah, you’re home sooner than usual—perfect timing.”

Nyla gestured towards Eric.

“No need to change or anything, keep your keys handy. You’re giving Hadley a ride soon.”

Eric caught a glimpse of Hadley’s departing figure and acknowledged,

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