Chapter 161 What I Want

(Margaret)

The house was quiet.

It was a weekend, Saturday to be specific, but still, the house was quiet.

It didn’t used to be like this.

When my husband was still alive, the mansion used to always see people coming and going. There used to be brunches and dinner parties.

We even held a ball once.

Now, the ballroom so intricately created collected dust because there was no use for it.

“Eden,” I stopped a staff member coming out of the kitchen and asked, “Do you know when Jack and Thomas left the mansion?”

“Mr. Jack left early in the morning without eating his breakfast and Mr. Thomas left after noon,” Eden replied.

I excused her immediately and sat on the living room couch, realizing the fact that none of them had bothered to inform me of their plans.

Was I truly such a horrible mother that both of my sons did not even acknowledge my presence while living under the same roof?

I didn’t think I had ever done any of them some grave harm. I had only ever wanted the best of the best for t