Chapter 875 Don’t Think of Leaving Me
Madeline frowned when she heard that. “No, this can’t be. Today’s our family gathering, so it’s inappropriate for you to head inside. Let’s talk about this another day!”
Jamie opened his mouth to speak, but she stopped him before he could say anything. “Alright, Jamie. Don’t make me say anything hurtful and just leave, okay?”
As she was known for being unreasonable, Jamie knew she was not joking with him. To avoid any conflicts, he chose to leave. Looking at his leaving back, Madeline sighed. “What ill fate is this?”
…
After dinner, Alexander and Elise were resting inside the guest room when Yuri knocked on their door. Once she entered the room, she quickly locked it before walking deeper inside to stand before the couple.
It took her a long while until she piped up determinedly, “I’ll get straight to the point. Mr. Griffith, Miss White, I hope you can help me escape from Brendan’s control.”
After exchanging glances, Alexander and Elise looked back at Yuri. “Miss Fox, do you know what you’re saying?”
“I know. It’s wishful thinking to ask you to go against your brother, but I don’t have any other choice, so I have to give anything a try.”
As if she was determined to fall out with Brendan, she told them about how he had scammed her into his trap by making her owe a huge debt, just to force her into staying by his side.
“His controlling side is getting worse, and if we continue being like this, both of us might go crazy. So, please, for Brendan’s sake, free us from this relationship,” Yuri begged sincerely.
Lowering his gaze, Alexander thought about it and stated coldly, “Brendan would never hurt you.”
“Yes, he won’t hurt me physically, but my mental health has gone down the drain in just two years, and I believe Brendan’s condition isn’t any better than mine. I’m sure you’d want your brother to start a new life, right? I know you have a way to solve our problem, so please help me.”
The more Yuri spoke, the paler she became. It was as if her body was out of blood and her lips were ghastly pale.
Her current appearance was indeed completely different from the confident and radiant fashion designer Elise had met previously.
“Do you want to leave him that badly?” Alexander’s gaze looked complicated and his tone showed a trace of probing. “You have been like this for more than a dozen years and still are. Have you ever considered Brendan’s feelings?”
Suddenly speechless, Yuri fell silent for a moment before laughing self-deprecatingly. “Yes, I’m a b*tch and I know it. I also know that I’m not good enough for him. Take it as a favor for him and just realize my wish.”
As soon as she said that, someone announced their presence at the door.
Knock, knock.
“Alexander, have you seen Yuri?”
It was Brendan. After he finished his call, he looked around the house but could not find Yuri, which prompted him to come here.
The few inside looked toward the door and kept silent.
“I’ll think about what you’ve said. Head back first,” Alexander whispered to her and got up to open the door.
Yuri rose to her feet and bowed at them before leaving with Brendan.
Once the door was closed again, Elise, who had been quiet the whole time, finally spoke, “This isn’t the way someone would behave if they hated someone. Yuri must have a good reason.”
“Kids these days.” Alexander did not expose too much of what he knew. He went over and hugged Elise from behind and nested his face into her hair. “Honey, do you think Irwin and Alexia are quite lonely?”
“Are they?” Elise wanted to laugh.
“Of course.” He then began to analyze the situation. “You can see it on them. Men and women have different ways of thinking and couldn’t fully understand each other, so I think there’s a need for us to give them a sister.”
“Why not a younger brother?”
“Does that mean you agree?”
“What?”
The dumbfounded Elise was quick to react and was about to escape when she was grabbed by Alexander and thrown on the bed before being covered by the blanket.
“You can’t escape.”
…
After coming out of Alexander’s room, Brendan found an excuse to bring Yuri out of the house.
They drove for a while and Brendan, who had been enduring his emotions for the whole ride, finally questioned, “What were you talking about with Alexander and Anastasia?”
“I was asking them questions regarding pregnancy care,” Yuri absent-mindedly replied and looked out the window.
“I’ll hire a professional caretaker to take care of you then. What are you so worried about?” It was obvious that Brendan did not believe her.
“Yes, I’m pregnant with your child, but that doesn’t make me your puppet. It doesn’t mean that I have to follow your instructions in everything I do.” She still did not look him in the eye.
As if he was throwing a tantrum, Brendan looked out the other window. “I just want to remind you that you’re not leaving me. Not only am I your debtor, but I’m also the father of your child. You can do whatever you want, but I have the right to determine whether you stay or leave.”
“Hmph!” Yuri sneered, “I never knew you cared so much about this child.”
Immediately, Brendan fell silent; the child was only an excuse and the person he cared about the most had always been her. That had never changed.
“Of course.” He stubbornly said, “The Griffith Family values their descendants. If I don’t care about my child, who else will?”
“If so, I hope your wishes can come true.” Yuri spat out a sarcastic remark.
“With your cooperation, it will definitely come true,” said Brendan wishfully.
As Yuri had no intention of continuing the topic, they both stopped talking to each other.
…
Early in the morning, Irwin and Alexia entered the classroom one after the other.
Just as they came in, Irwin felt something wrong with the atmosphere inside the classroom.
Although they were newly transferred here and did not know many people in their class, they had never caused any trouble. Therefore, they would not cause much of a stir on normal days.
Yet, wherever they went today, their classmates would avoid them as if they were some kind of demons. When the siblings got to the front entrance, the group of children gathered at the back entrance dispersed immediately.
The same thing happened for a few days consecutively. By Friday, the group leader would not even help the siblings submit their homework.
Although the treatment they were receiving did not bother Irwin, Alexia was an active and bubbly child, so she was smiling even less after being alienated for no reason.
Finally, Irwin could not stand it anymore and called Chubs and Specky out for a talk.
“Say it. What’s happening?”
“I knew you’d say something about this!” Specky explained in anger, “The kid from Class A, Jessamine’s son, is deliberately targeting you. He said he’s willing to help everyone in class with their homework, but his condition is that we all have to alienate you!”
