Chapter 199


    Aubree, Gina, and Samuel discussed for a long time beforeing to a consensus to have Sonya


    resolve the matter.


    After all, Sonya was the most supportive of Aubree marrying into the Farwell family, and Lucian would


    still obey her to a certain degree.


    In consideration of that, Gina asked Sonya out right away.


    “You‘re here as well, Aubree? What would you like to eat? It‘s my treat today.” Sonya didn‘t notice


    anything amiss, taking her seat across from them with a smile.


    Aubree‘s smile was a tad forced. “Thank you, Mrs. Farwell, but I don‘t have much appetite today.”


    After saying that, she despondently lowered her head and ced both hands on her knees, twining her


    fingers together.


    Seeing that, Sonya queried in concern, “Are you not in a good mood? What happened?”


    However, Aubree merely pursed her lips and shook her head.


    At that, Sonya looked at Gina in bafflement.


    Gina‘s smile was likewise forced. She took out her phone and logged on to Twitter. This time, she didn‘t


    even have to search before she spotted the news report on the trending list. She tapped on it right


    away and handed the phone to Sonya. “Look at this headline.”


    Sonya‘s heart clenched at both their expressions, but still, she reached out and took it.


    A smile bloomed on her face when she saw the contents of the news report. “I just knew that they


    make the perfect couple. Lucian will definitely treat Aubree all the better after getting married.”


    She vaguely found it strange when she again glimpsed the expressions of the two women across from


    her, but she couldn‘t fathom the reason.


    Sure enough, she didn‘t even realize that the woman in the photo wasn‘t Aubree.


    Suppressing the chagrin within her, Gina nced at her daughter beside her beforementing with a


    conflicted expression, “But… Aubree wasn‘t sick at allst night. She was at home the whole night.”


    The moment Sonya heard that, the smile on her face gradually faded.


    Aubree was at homest night. In other words, the woman in the photo wasn‘t her. Then, who else


    could it be?


    She stared at the photo on the screen intently, a vague conjecture surfacing within her.


    Scree


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    It was uncertain whether her presumption helped things along, but as she looked at the woman in the


    photo, the more she felt that it was Roxanne,


    Forcing a smile, Gina put on an understanding expression and ventured, “I was afraid that there‘s a


    misunderstanding, so I‘d like to ask whether Lucian has a cousin or something. Otherwise, this is really


    quite uneptable.”


    At that, Aubree finally lifted her head and waited for Sonya‘s answer with an aggrieved yet hopeful


    expression.


    At the sight of her prospective daughter–inw suffering such a grievance, a wealth of guilt swamped


    Sonya when she nced at the photo of her son carrying another woman once more. She couldn‘t


    bring herself to tell Aubree about the identity of the woman in the photo.


    A long whileter, she enunciated, “No matter what, news of the wedding has been circted. Now that


    such a scandal has broken out, our family is indeed at fault. Don‘t worry, Aubree. I‘ll definitely talk to


    Lucian. Such a thing will never happen again in the future!”


    Aubree‘s gaze darkened slightly, but she nodded docilely.


    Sonya hadn‘t the temerity to tarry there, so she got up and left with huge strides after taking her leave


    from them both.


    In the blink of an eye, Aubree‘s expression darkened entirely.


    After returning to the Pearson residence, she couldn‘t help looking at that news report again, especially


    thements.


    One read: Wow, Mr. Farwell‘s bridal carry is perfect! His fiancée is so lucky!


    Another read: While the resolution of the photo is horrible, I can still see that his fiancée‘s aura and


    figure are incredible! As expected of Mr. Farwell‘s woman!


    And so it went.


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    Without exception, they were alluding Lucian‘s attentiveness toward the woman in the photo and


    how they make a perfect match.


    Seeing thements increasingly steadily, Aubree pressed the lock screen hard. The screen went


    ck at once.


    A momentter, a muffled thud rang out in the room.


    The phone that was initially in Aubree‘s handy on the floor, the screen cracked.