That hairpin was a birthday gift from Armand, but I actually didn't know it was a set.
It had been four years, and it turned out that Armand and Estelle's bond was even deeper than I had imagined.
What was ridiculous was that I trusted Armand wholeheartedly.
Before I could speak, Estelle knelt in front of me.
She cried with tears, "Mrs. Alwyn, please. I won't ask to marry into the Alwyn family. But Doran is my everything. I just want to stay by his side and watch him grow up."
She kowtowed repeatedly, and I seemed to be able to feel the pain just by listening to the sound.
Coincidentally, Armand hurriedly arrived.
When Estelle raised her head again, there was already blood on her forehead.
She looked so pitiful.
Estelle called out, "Mr. Alwyn..." Then, she fainted.
Armand furrowed his brow and immediately caught her in his arms.
"Call the doctor over! Now!"
Armand scooped Estelle up and turned to leave.
He completely ignored me.
"Stop! Armand, do you really need to hold her by yourself?" I asked.
The servant saw me angry and quickly reached out to take Estelle over.
But Armand said reluctantly, "She is my woman after all..."
Seeing my cold face, Armand shut up and handed Estelle over to the servant.
Then, he regained his composure and sighed, "Mildred..."
I asked with a sneer, "Do you think I mistreated your beloved one?"
Armand immediately defended himself, claiming, "Of course not. Mildred, you know what kind of a man I am."
Then, he grabbed my hand and put it on his cheek, looking at me affectionately.
Seeing him like this, I softened my attitude for a moment.
I asked, "But why did you hide it from me?"
Armand replied, "I don't want this matter to affect you. If it weren't for Doran, I wouldn't have even given Estelle a glance. Don't you know who I have in my heart?"
He seemed to think that I didn't believe him, so he made a promise again. "I promise I will never take a concubine, and Doran will be registered as your son. You will be his legitimate mother, and he will take care of you when you get old."
He made a promise so solemnly.
The look in his eyes was as genuine as ever.
He acted as if nothing had happened, and it was me who was making a fuss just now.
Seeing that I was moved, Armand grasped the opportunity and changed the subject, talking to me about politics.
This was what we did every day. I used all my knowledge to help Armand become a prime minister.