In the room.
Ella Lacey expertly applied her disguise makeup and reverted to her identity as Elena Finnegan.
In the mirror, she looked young and beautiful.
With a special kind of ethereal charm.
One could hardly tell she was a spicy mom who had a baby.
The little one had run into the room at some point, burrowed into her arms, and said unhappily, "Last night, that man bullied you, didn't he?"
"...No... it wasn't bullying..." Ella didn't want the child to know too much.
But.
The little one knew far more information than she did.
Cherline Lindsey spoke earnestly, "Ella, I knew you liked this man when I was very young; you mentioned his name every day."
"That's why I agreed with him that day, not to save you. I wanted to go back to the Lindsey Family with you."
"Because I don't want to see him with another woman, I don't want to see you sad."
"Do you understand my good intentions?"
...
Pff...
Ella was indeed moved.
But she couldn't help wanting to laugh.