In a caged garden-style box.

Karan's hands and feet felt a little cold when he heard Mrs. Tilin's voice.

"Shh." Raphael gestured with his fingers and whispered in her ear, "They don't know we are here."

Karan wanted to leave, but he held him back.

"Listen." He said warmly.

Mrs. Tilling sounded very angry: "Making it on my own? Why does he think I want to do it on my own! It's not because he...he doesn't understand anything! He doesn't understand me at all!"

Evelin, who was sitting across from her, took a sip of tea and pierced the dessert with a spoon, causing blood-like strawberry sauce to flow out of the cream.

"Why do you expect men to understand you? I have never expected Essende to understand me. Understand, yes; understand, that is not necessary. We noble women marry to have a husband, not a soul mate."

Tilin seemed speechless.

A few years before they got married, she did have the same idea as Evelyn. But as time went by, this kind of life became more and more boring.

Her favorite youngest son, Arnold, didn't like her.

She could never understand the thoughts in his eyes about her other son, Raphael.

Husband Siovel is good at making superficial appearances and creating the illusion of a beautiful marriage, but in reality he is a harsh, stern, arrogant and self-righteous patriarchal patriarch.

Looking back now, Tilin gradually understood——

If she really loves this marriage and her family, she would definitely prefer to stay in the manor instead of hanging out at charity galas, art exhibitions, and theaters all day long.

"Do you think you want to file for divorce..." Tilin's lips were a little dry.

"Don't." Evelin gave her a cold look.

Tilin leaned towards her excitedly and said, "But he cheated on her during marriage, and I have proof!"

Evelin spoke very quickly: "He also has evidence of the drug you gave him. With all due respect, cheating in marriage is a moral issue, and drugging may be upgraded to a criminal offense! Now he has also controlled Ballet who is colluding with you.

Actor, she will be a witness. The chief judge and him are on the same page... You will never get the upper hand when suing for divorce."

Evelin had a headache after speaking.

She sighed and said, "Oh my God, what's so wrong with you that you would think of drugging him?"

"You don't understand." Tilin rubbed her eyebrows desperately, picked up and put down the black tea cup, "This is very complicated...I...the relationship between us is too...cold."

Raphael, who was beside Karan, turned sideways in his seat.

The topic made him feel uncomfortable.

"Then you go have fun!" Evelin scratched her hair, wanting to sigh and curse angrily, "Of course, not now. If he catches you now, you will be beaten by his lawyer in court.

They were humiliated to death.”

She was silent for a while.

"You might as well just sign the divorce agreement, get a sky-high pension, and live a free life like Sister Snorlett."

"Freedom?" Tilin was so angry that she slammed the table, "Married three husbands, received three pensions, had young men around me all the time, and came to the manor every year to seduce my husband.

!It’s free day? It’s slut day!”

Speaking of this, Evelin finally realized that Tilin could not agree with her.

Despite this, Evelyn still put forward her opinion wholeheartedly: "If you don't get divorced... you'd better choose to separate now and cool down, or never set foot in the manor like Mrs. Nashley."

"I can go to your house..."

"Sister! My dear sister! Please, I've just been married for half a year and I'm still trying to get pregnant!"

Tilin was silent for a long time.

Karan raised his eyebrows at Raphael, indicating that he had finished listening and could leave.

But Raphael still shook his head.

After a while.

Tilin said hoarsely: "Do you think I can get rid of that slave?"

Raphael held Karan's hand, which was cold and slightly sweaty.

Evelin raised her hands: "Spare me, sister! I just said that he doesn't like you to make your own decisions, and men always like young and beautiful women. If you kill one, he will find another one. This is correct.

What’s the point? You’re soiling your hands in vain and lowering your worth.”

Evelin gently persuaded again: "It doesn't matter, the divorce agreement is just to slap you. You have to remember that it is not you and Edmund Siouville who are married, but the Davis family and the Siouville family are married.

.He will never break the rules among nobles."

Raphael raised his eyebrows.

Karan refused to exchange eyes with him.

After chatting next door for a few more minutes, Evelin and Tilin left together.

As soon as they left, Raphael took Karan out. He thanked the waiter waiting at the door: "Thank you, mother likes the surprise I prepared."

The male waiter bowed deeply: "You're welcome, it's my honor to serve you, Master."

Half an hour before the meal started, Raphael came to the Sky Garden Restaurant and said that he wanted to dine in a garden with Mrs. Tilling, but he didn't want her to know because he had prepared a surprise.

Therefore, the waiter put Raphael into the large garden in a cage box, let him enter through the secret door, and then appeared quietly.

In fact, Raphael never left the caged garden.

He took Karan with him and kept eavesdropping on the conversation between the two dining people.

Of course the waiter would not suspect Lady Tilling's biological son.

After Raphael finished eavesdropping, he immediately drove Karan back.

"Why did you take me to listen to this?" Karan asked in the car.

"I would like to remind you that my father is still married and he will remain that way for a long time."

Raphael paused slightly and smiled.

"I hope you don't fall into it."

Karan's palms began to sweat, and she said coldly: "I have no choice."

"I don't mean this, I mean... don't fall in love with him, and don't tempt him to fall in love with you."

"Are you dreaming? Either scenario is disgusting."

Karan sat in the back tensely.

"Indeed." Raphael replied with a smile, "No matter what, the Siouvel family still has to maintain the superficial peace and beauty."

Reputation is the most important thing.

Karan tightened his grip on his clothes.

They never spoke again for the rest of the journey.

The two returned to the ramp villa. Raphael did not get out of the car. He leaned against the window and asked, "Do you want me to pick you up from school in the morning?"

"No need." Karan trotted back into the house, closed the door forcefully, drew the curtains, and sat almost exhausted on the carpet in the foyer. After she regained her breath, she immediately called Xiovel.

The bell rang in the living room.

Karan suddenly raised his head and saw the silver-haired nobleman sitting on the sofa opposite her. There was no light inside, and only a few rays of dim sunlight illuminated the floating dust. His long hair was flowing down like flowing silver.

Quiet as an oil painting.

"Can I ask what you and my son were doing out there?" Siovel crossed his fingers and asked thoughtfully.

Karan got up from the carpet and stood in front of him.

She had the light behind her and showed no expression.

"What, are you jealous?" she said.

This was obviously not the reply Xiovir expected.

He sneered almost instinctively: "Jealous that he can get rid of you in half an hour, but I have to accompany you to visit the children every weekend?"

"Okay, then let's kiss." Karan said calmly.

Xiovir's smile froze on his face.

In fact, he can identify lies, and he can easily see that Karan is telling nonsense. He believes that his eldest son does not have such vulgar tastes.

but……

'We kissed.'

Is it a problem with this sentence, this tone, itself?

Why is he so angry now?

The author has something to say: I recently hooked up with Gong Xinwen, she is really great!!! She is a good person, good at making updates, and diligent in updating. I want to learn from her!!

Because it is difficult for copywriters to avoid sensitive issues and summarize the main content in a positive and correct manner, I also asked her for advice when making changes. She was super patient!!
To be continued...