The Abandoned Wife

Chapter 199

Aubree, Gina, and Samuel discussed for a long time before coming to a consensus to have Sonya

resolve the matter.

After all, Sonya was the most supportive of Aubree marrying into the Farwell family, and Lucian would

still obey her to a certain degree.

In consideration of that, Gina asked Sonya out right away.

“You‘re here as well, Aubree? What would you like to eat? It‘s my treat today.” Sonya didn‘t notice

anything amiss, taking her seat across from them with a smile.

Aubree‘s smile was a tad forced. “Thank you, Mrs. Farwell, but I don‘t have much appetite today.”

After saying that, she despondently lowered her head and placed both hands on her knees, twining her

fingers together.

Seeing that, Sonya queried in concern, “Are you not in a good mood? What happened?”

However, Aubree merely pursed her lips and shook her head.

At that, Sonya looked at Gina in bafflement.

Gina‘s smile was likewise forced. She took out her phone and logged on to Twitter. This time, she didn‘t

even have to search before she spotted the news report on the trending list. She tapped on it right

away and handed the phone to Sonya. “Look at this headline.”

Sonya‘s heart clenched at both their expressions, but still, she reached out and took it.

A smile bloomed on her face when she saw the contents of the news report. “I just knew that they

make the perfect couple. Lucian will definitely treat Aubree all the better after getting married.”

She vaguely found it strange when she again glimpsed the expressions of the two women across from

her, but she couldn‘t fathom the reason.

Sure enough, she didn‘t even realize that the woman in the photo wasn‘t Aubree.

Suppressing the chagrin within her, Gina glanced at her daughter beside her before commenting with a

conflicted expression, “But… Aubree wasn‘t sick at all last night. She was at home the whole night.”

The moment Sonya heard that, the smile on her face gradually faded.

Aubree was at home last night. In other words, the woman in the photo wasn‘t her. Then, who else

could it be?

She stared at the photo on the screen intently, a vague conjecture surfacing within her.

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It was uncertain whether her presumption helped things along, but as she looked at the woman in the

photo, the more she felt that it was Roxanne,

Forcing a smile, Gina put on an understanding expression and ventured, “I was afraid that there‘s a

misunderstanding, so I‘d like to ask whether Lucian has a cousin or something. Otherwise, this is really

quite unacceptable.”

At that, Aubree finally lifted her head and waited for Sonya‘s answer with an aggrieved yet hopeful

expression.

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Sonya when she glanced at the photo of her son carrying another woman once more. She couldn‘t

bring herself to tell Aubree about the identity of the woman in the photo.

A long while later, she enunciated, “No matter what, news of the wedding has been circulated. Now that

such a scandal has broken out, our family is indeed at fault. Don‘t worry, Aubree. I‘ll definitely talk to

Lucian. Such a thing will never happen again in the future!”

Aubree‘s gaze darkened slightly, but she nodded docilely.

Sonya hadn‘t the temerity to tarry there, so she got up and left with huge strides after taking her leave

from them both.

In the blink of an eye, Aubree‘s expression darkened entirely.

After returning to the Pearson residence, she couldn‘t help looking at that news report again, especially

the comments.

One read: Wow, Mr. Farwell‘s bridal carry is perfect! His fiancée is so lucky!

Another read: While the resolution of the photo is horrible, I can still see that his fiancée‘s aura and

figure are incredible! As expected of Mr. Farwell‘s woman!

And so it went.

Without exception, they were all lauding Lucian‘s attentiveness toward the woman in the photo and

how they make a perfect match.

Seeing the comments increasingly steadily, Aubree pressed the lock screen hard. The screen went

black at once.

A moment later, a muffled thud rang out in the room.

The phone that was initially in Aubree‘s hand lay on the floor, the screen cracked.