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Chapter 565
Ultimately, Mackenzie was resolved to pry the truth out of Emmanuel!
Meanwhile, the man finally returned to Yociam Residence. He had not
contacted his wife beforehand because he wanted to surprise her, but he
didn’t anticipate that she wouldn’t be home tonight.
Just as Emmanuel was about to call her, his phone rang. “Hello, Mom?”
“Manny, are you back in Yeringham?”
Alessandra was aware of her son’s trip to Eastern Star Mountain, but when he
returned, he went straight to Lenoir Residence to save Claudette, so he
hadn’t had the opportunity to call his mother.
“Yes. I’m back!”
“Great. I’m content as long as you return safely,” she said.
Emmanuel had avoided going into detail with his mother about Claudette’s
situation, and Roselynn had done the same to spare her mother’s anxiety.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMoreover, Alessandra was at the bottom of the social ladder, so she wasn’t
aware of the upper class‘ power struggles in Yeringham. She was also
unaware of the entanglement between the Lenoir and Quillen families until
today. Aside from her son’s safety, her main concern was her
daughter–in–law. So, she asked, “Manny, New Year’s is just around the corner.
When are you and Mackenzie coming back home?”
After hearing his mother’s statement, Emmanuel was suddenly reminded
that New Year’s was approaching. As he reflected on the past three months,
he realized that he had never expected his marriage to last until the New
Year. Hmmm! Bringing my wife home for the holidays and spending quality
time with my mom in the New Year sounds like a wonderful idea. My primary
concern right now is whether Mackenzie will agree to this. Will she go along
with this? Even though he was clueless, he responded to his mother, “I’ll go
home tomorrow to clean the house with you, but I will still have to check
Mackenzie’s schedule!”
“Oh dear, do you still have to check her schedule? Is she also working on New
Year’s Day?” Alessandra was anxious because she and Roselynn had already
completed the preparations for the New Year, but she desired to spend
quality time with her family during the festive season. Without my son and
daughter–in–law here for New Year’s, I doubt I would feel the same
excitement about the holiday.
“I don’t think she has to work on that particular day.” He quickly reassured his
mother, “Don’t worry, Mom! I’ll do everything I can to persuade Mackenzie to
spend the New Year with us, even if it’s only for one day!”
“I–I’ll wait for your news, then. With that, Alessandra hung up the phone
worriedly.
Consequently, Emmanuel had an even greater reason to contact Mackenzie
and ask if she could accompany him back home. However, what happened
next was beyond his expectations!
He dialed his wife’s number, and the line went through, but he was cut off
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmbefore he could speak. Instead, she snorted coldly and ranted, “How long has
it been since you returned? Did you just remember to call me? Sorry, I’m busy
right now!”
Toot! Toot!
When he heard the phone get disconnected, Emmanuel smiled wryly. Her icy
personality is authentic, and she immediately silenced me before I could
even utter a word. Is she angry? What should I do now? If only I hadn’t left the
Quillen residence that day! Hmm… I should talk to Roselynn about this…
His sister was the only person he could consult for relationship advice,
despite her limited relationship experience. Coincidentally, his phone rang
just as he was about to call his sister.
He noticed it was an unknown number from Yeringham, but it wasn’t flagged
as a scam call by the national anti–fraud app. After wondering who might be
calling, he answered the phone.
“Hello. May I know if this is… Dr. Lowe?” A sweet and slightly timid voice
emanated from the other end.
“Rhea Gomez? Is that you?” Emmanuel truly hadn’t expected it would be her.