Chapter 281

Evadne saw Thaddeus collapsing towards her in a weakened state, her arms instinctively reaching out to hold him close.

Suddenly, a wet, warm sensation seeped into her palms. Her heart pounded in her chest!

She slowly lifted her hand to see.

A startling pool of fresh blood!

Evadne caught sight of the long, gruesome whip marks that marred Thaddeus‘ broad back, his once pristine white shirt now drenched in crimson.

Her pupils contracted sharply, a wave of uncontrollable rage surging within her, her eyes flashing with a chilling fury.

“Thaddeus, are you okay?

“Do you care about me?” Thaddeus, his handsome face slick with sweat, leaned comfortably into her embrace.

“Of course, I do!” Evadne snapped, unable to control her emotions.

Thaddeus‘ heart pounded with suppressed joy at her response. “Thank you, Evadne.”

“Shut up!”

Evadne was still fuming, her beautiful eyes swirling with anger as she scolded him. “You’re badly injured right now. Don’t talk. I don’t want to hear your chit–chat!” Thaddeus gave a bitter smile, whispering a low “okay” into her ear.

As Evadne suddenly appeared, everyone was taken aback!

Marilla, who had been watching everything from a hidden spot, watched her sister–in–law commanding the scene like an angel descending from heaven, her eyes welling up with tears of admiration.

But Elspeth and Glynnis were not so pleased. Their expressions gloomy, like they’d swallowed a lemon.

“Well, Mr. Frederic, your house is quite lively tonight,” Evadne remarked with a teasing smile. “Had I come a bit later, I would have missed the grand spectacle.” Her gaze, however, was as sharp as a needle, creating an oppressive atmosphere that would send chills down anyone’s spine.

The household staff who understood the sarcasm suppressed their laughter.

With a serene smile, Evadne supported Thaddeus and said, “They say not to air your d*rty laundry in public, but this is the first time I’ve seen someone punish their son so publicly, without any regard for the family’s reputation. Why not strip Thaddeus n*ked and hang him on the front gate of Windermere Estate for three days and nights? I’ll be sure to invite all the reporters from Elmsworth to come and gawk, so your reputation will really spread far and wide.”

This counterattack was both sharp and ruthless, prompting more snickers from the surrounding staff.

Thaddeus, hearing this, couldn’t help but shake his head in amusement. This woman, always scheming on how to torment him. Frederic absolutely detested her!

He wondered how Emeric had raised such a disrespectful, ill–mannered daughter.

“Ms. Evadne!”

Elspeth, emboldened by her husband’s presence, was quick to respond to Evadne’s barbs. “The Abernathy family has followed these rules for decades. Whoever makes a mistake must unconditionally accept the family’s punishment. That’s how my husband and our elders were raised, and it should be the same for Thaddeus. Besides, this is an Abernathy family matter. You’ve divorced Thaddeus, so you’re no longer part of our family. What’s your intention in getting involved now? What right do you have to interfere?”

Evadne had anticipated Elspeth’s reactions and remained calm and composed.

Thaddeus, however, couldn’t stand Elspeth’s verbal attack on Evadne. His eyes hardened, and he was about to retort when a powerful voice rang out.

“If Ilana can’t interfere, can I?”

Everyone turned to see Hamilton, who had arrived with Mr. Murray. They hadn’t noticed him due to Evadne’s commanding presence.

“Grandfather.”

“Grandpa!”

Thaddeus and Evadne simultaneously greeted Hamilton, Evadne’s call particularly affectionate.

Elspeth’s haughty demeanor deflated instantly, like a ghost seeing an exorcist, a cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

“Dad, when did you come?” Frederic asked in surprise, the whip in his hand trembling slightly.

“Hmph! If I hadn’t come, I fear my beloved grandson would have been beaten to death by you!”

Hamilton sat on his wheelchair, his presence imposing. Seeing Thaddeus‘ injuries, Hamilton was so angry that he was practically shaking. “Thaddeus! Are you —-okay?”

“I’m okay/Grandfather.” Thaddeus reassured him with a slight smile.

“Mr. Murray! Call my personal doctor immediately to treat Thaddeus‘ injuries!”

“Yes, Mr. Frederic.” Mr. Murray moved aside to make the call.

Elspeth, trying to shift the blame to Evadne, said, “Frederic, Dad’s health have always been poor. It’s so late, and the weather is cold. I’m worried.”

“Enough! Stop your act!”

Hamilton waved his hand dismissively, interrupting Elspeth’s performance. “I’m in good health. Illana often takes care of me. You’re always painting me as if I’m on my deathbed. Are you cursing me?”

Caught off guard, Elspeth quickly tried to explain, “No, Dad, I didn’t mean that.”

“And it wasn’t llana who brought me here.”

Hamilton didn’t give Elspeth the opportunity to argue further. “It was a coincidence that Ilana was visiting me tonight. When I heard Thaddeus was being beaten by his father, I was so furious, I rushed over to Windermere Estate immediately. Ilana only came along to ensure my safety! If you have anything to ask, ask me, not

her!”

Everyone’s gaze landed on Elspeth, who was pale as a sheet.

Elspeth, with her eyes reddened, didn’t dare to retort.

She had truly shot herself in the foot with this one!

“Evadne, did you go to visit Grandfather?” Thaddeus looked up at her in surprise, his gaze unwavering.

“Yes.” Evadne responded coldly, not meeting his intense stare.

“Why didn’t you ask me to come along?

“I’m doing my part. What’s it to you if I didn’t bring you along?” Evadne huffed, not holding back.

Thaddeus pursed his l*ps, feeling another pang in his heart.

Glynnis was puzzled at her grandfather’s words.

If Evadne had indeed come along by mere coincidence, then who had called grandfather over?

Suddenly, it dawned on her and she shot a furious glance at Marilla in the distance.

Sure enough, the silly girl’s goofy smile had given her away!

“Dad, Elspeth was right. You shouldn’t have come. It’s too strenuous and exhausting. We’re just concerned about your health

Frederic was about to approach Hamilton, but Hamilton stopped him with a cold look and a wave of his hand, “If you were truly concerned about my health, you

wouldn’t have treated my grandson like this, you wouldn’t have made me so angry! Damn it, you’re going to be the death of me!

The grand hall fell into an eerie silence.

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