Secrets Of The Sullivan Sisters

Chapter 55

“Yes, Mr. Faraday. The divorce procedure has been settled. Now, you are in no way related to Shirley.”

Nathan had no expression, for he only felt disgusted when he thought about Shirley.

eyes,

As Shirley had worn Imperial Star before that, it was dirty and stained in Nathan’s so he could only

throw it away then. To him, throwing Imperial Star into the trash cant was better than letting Shirley own

it, for she didn’t deserve it. Besides, Nathan would not let Caroline off the hook easily.

Images of the pale, porcelain-like face he had pinned down yesterday night flashed across Nathan’s

mind. He recalled her long black hair wrapping around her face and neck, making her look soft and

enchanting.

Yet, Caroline kept looking at him with a pair of misty eyes. She refused to speak up or open her mouth,

refusing to be tamed by him even though he had hurt her.

Nathan thought, “Doesn’t she know that how she acts triggers my desire to challenge and conquer her?

What’s more, it makes her more unforgettable to me.”

“Please leave now.”

“Yes, Mr. Faraday.”

After working for a while, Nathan dropped the pen in his hand. He looked at the time. It was already

eight o’clock in the evening. He thought, “Why aren’t they back yet?”

At that moment, Yuliana arrived home. She greeted Nathan at the study. “Uncle Nathan, are you

staying over here tonight?”

Nathan noticed that Yuliana had returned alone, and there was no sight of Caroline. Hist expression

dropped as he asked unhappily, “Where’s that classmate of yours? She didn’t come back with you?”

“Oh, you mean Carol? I saw her at the school today with Jacob. I think they went out for a date.” Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

As soon as Yuliana finished speaking, Nathan’s eyes turned frosty. He mused, “How dare she go on a

date with Jacob?”

Meanwhile, Yuliana didn’t see the changes in Nathan’s expression. She sighed to herself. “I treat Carol

like my aunt-in-law. Yet, she wants to be my sister-in-law. Uncle Nathan, I think you’ve lost in this game

of love. Why don’t you wash up and go to bed? I don’t think Carol is coming back tonight…” Yuliana

suddenly stopped talking when she noticed how terrifying Nathan’s expression had become. She

questioned, “Uncle

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Nathan, what’s wrong with you?”

Nathan looked at her expressionlessly. “Nothing. I brought you a test paper today. You should do them

now.”

Upon hearing that, Yuliana pondered, “Do the test paper now? I’m already enrolled in a university. Why

do I still need to do these test papers?”

Yuliana immediately protested, “Uncle Nathan, I don’t feel like doing it now.”

Nathan ignored her protest. “If you don’t feel like doing one test paper, you can do two!”

Yuliana turned around and ran away. She thought, “I’ll do the test now! What did I do to offend Uncle

Nathan? Why is he abusing me?”

Nathan sat in place alone. He took a cigarette and placed it between his lips before lighting it with a

frown, and then took a deep puff and blew out the smoke slowly.

“She went on a date with Jacob! That woman was just intimate with me yesterday night, and now, she

is dating my nephew! She is such a vixen!”

A flamboyant red Ferrari stopped on Penningcoll Residence’s lawn at 11 p.m.

Jacob opened the rear door in a gentlemanly manner, and pale-faced Caroline alighted the vehicle.

Jacob had driven her to the hospital for an IV drip session after she fainted at the university during the

daytime. Hence, that was why they arrived home so late.

“Ugly woman, the doctor said that you are allergic to drugs. Don’t take that medicine in the future. Now,

go home and rest up,” Jacob stated.

Because it was the responsibility of the doctor to protect their patients’ privacy, the doctor only told

Jacob that Caroline was allergic to drugs instead of letting him know that the medicine was the

morning-after pill.

Caroline nodded as she replied weakly, “Thank you for your help today, Mr. Faraday.”

At that moment, Caroline realized that someone was watching her. She lifted her head and noticed a

tall, aloof man staring at her from the carved iron balcony on the second floor.