Has She Missed Something
“Darling, who is this Willow you and Sha were talking about? Did something happen to her?”
“Yeah, we knew her from our time in Clear. She’s currently expecting and is in the Emmanuel
residence. Nancy went there this morning to check on her.”
Solomon didn’t try to hide the truth, opting to tell her about Willow’s relationship with them and her
current situation.
What could be so bad, now that she’s pregnant?
Bless Ichika’s kind heart. Her face was instantly drawn with worry.
“Let’s head there now, Darling. She’s pregnant, and Sha said the Emmanuels are up to no good. What
if something happens to her?”
This has nothing to do with her, yet she’s concerned about Willow as if Willow is her family. Clutching a
broom in his hand, Solomon felt his heart squeeze with a sweet ache as he gazed down at Ichika.
What a naive little girl.
After Sebastian and Sasha flew to Jadeborough, Solomon drove to the Emmanuel residence that night.
He never planned to step foot inside, so he only gave Willow a call so she could come out, and he
would see for himself that she was okay.
Just as his car pulled to a stop, he heard a loud bang from inside the villa, followed by a woman
sobbing.
Willow?
Solomon’s face hardened, and he bolted out of the car, hearing an angry bellowing from the living room
as he reached the front door. “You dare to cry when you ruined lunch today? Do you know how much
effort it took for us to get Sebastian here? You have wrecked everything, and you’re crying?”
It was an older woman’s voice, and the weeping was very clearly coming from Willow.
Solomon sprinted in and caught sight of a matronly woman in a wheelchair raising a cane in the air,
about to bring it down on Willow’s face, who was cradling her bulging midriff protectively.
He reached Willow in a flash and pulled her behind him, shielding her from the imminent blow.
Matilda demanded, “Who are you? Who let you in here?”
Instead of answering her, Solomon turned to ask the woman behind him, “Are you okay?”
Willow’s entire body was stinging with red welts. His question triggered her dam of emotions, and she
broke down, collapsing in his arms and wailing, “Solomon… t-They are all bullying me.”
Her face was a mess of tears and snot, looking very much like a child.
Solomon remained stonily silent, taking a long moment to swallow the ball of rage in his throat.
Then, his hand reached out to pat Willow’s back reassuringly.
Solomon?
Matilda perked up at that name, and her aggressive expression shifted while studying the young man in
front of her.
“You’re Solomon? My brother’s son?”
“Yes.”
“I see.” In a blink, Matilda’s mood turned amiable.
“Come, have a seat. What would you like? Water? Tea? I’ll have someone get it for you.”
She pivoted, about to call on a servant to serve him.
However, Solomon had seen the heinous side of her and despised her.
Hence, he declined her offer curtly, “No need. I’m taking Willow with me tonight.”
“What?”
Matilda was dumbfounded. “You’re taking her away? Why? My son brought her back, and she’s
pregnant with a baby of the Emmanuel family’s bloodline.”
“Yeah? So why are you treating her like this? Matilda, you said she’s carrying your son’s child, but take
a look at what you have done to her. Is that what a mother-in-law should do?”
Seething, he swept his hand in a wide arc, gesturing at the mess on the floor, and settled his gaze
pointedly on the cane in Matilda’s hand.
She turned beet red with outrage.
With a scowl on her face, she pinned Solomon with a stare, and her temper rose again. “That’s
because she’s shameless and has loose virtue just like your mother.”
“You-”
Solomon’s pupils shrank, and a blast of violence unleashed from him, so vehement that Willow
snapped to attention, and her hand shot out to grab him.
“Calm down, Solomon. Fine, I’ll go with you right now. I’m not staying here anymore. Don’t do anything
rash.”
A pregnant Willow had to then hauled him out of the villa.
Only then did Matilda realize her nephew was looking at her as if he wanted to tear her limb from limb,
and that thought sent a cold chill down her spine.
Her face drained of all color.
It’s over.
Here’s to saying goodbye to ever having a cordial relationship with the Hayes family, be it familial,
power, or monetary connections… let alone favors.
That night, Willow was safely brought to Hillside Villa by Solomon.
“You should take a shower, Willow. I’ve prepared a room for you.” Ichika scampered around the house,
attending to her needs.
Fresh out of the shower, the sight that greeted Willow sent her reeling.
The man who had only shown affection to Sasha was tame and meek in the presence of the girl, and
his gaze was warm and indulgent.
Willow froze in her tracks, pain lancing her heart.
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