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Chapter Thirty One

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last update Last Updated: 2024-04-10 05:42:53

Frederick swallows hard as he approaches Eleanor where she was seated quietly in the living room, busy knitting. It was her favorite pastime. He has observed this while living with her.

He sighs quietly. He knew she must be disappointed in him after what she had seen the previous day. The silent treatment was killing him, and he needed to speak to her and clear the air.

“Eleanor..." He calls her name softly, his voice quacking with fear. She turns abruptly away from what she was doing and looks up at him.

“Can we talk?" Please". He begs. He needed her forgiveness. She has been so nice to him, taking him in and treating his wounds. It pained him to know he has paid her back this way.

“I will ask some questions, and you have to tell me nothing but the truth". She replies instead.

Frederick nods fervently. Whatever pleased her, he was ready to comply.

“Did you lie to me about being married?" Her first question came.

Frederick looked at her, abashed by her question. “I didn't lie. I am m
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