Chapter 58 Give You Another Chance
"Huh?" The nanny suddenly felt she might not be the right person to ask. If it was Mrs. Harrington who had slept on the sofa, it would certainly mean that Mrs. Harrington was the aggrieved party. But it was Mr. Harrington who was on the sofa, and still, it was Mrs. Harrington who was wronged. This was what the nanny thought.
When the servants of the Harrington family first met Victoria, they all thought she was a pleasant young lady. Moreover, Old Lady Harrington had the intention of having Victoria and Alexander married, which was known to all the servants, so they thought she was simply fantastic. If it hadn't been for the sudden car accident of Victoria's parents...
They all thought this young girl had suffered through too much. At the age of twenty, she suddenly lost her parents and was burdened with such a bad reputation. She used to be the apple of her father’s eye, but overnight...
She had always been obedient, although smart, she knew how to restrain herself. She was not the kind of girl who loved to show off. These two years in the Harrington family, she was even more cautious and clever, everyone saw it in their hearts, so they felt even more sorry for her.
At this time, when Alexander complained, the nanny thought about it and said, "It must be Mr. Alexander who did something wrong and was driven out of the room by Mrs. Harrington." Alexander sighed helplessly after hearing this. He just went downstairs for a while.
An idea suddenly popped into his mind, he removed his arm, looked up at the woman who just walked over, "So, are you jealous?"
"What?" Victoria's face flushed at the question. How could she be jealous?
"Otherwise, why suddenly lock the door?"
"I..." Victoria was speechless.
"Mrs. Harrington, why are you jealous? Did Mr. Alexander go to Isabella again? If that's the case, I must report to Old Lady Harrington immediately." The nanny suddenly said.
Alexander was taken aback.
"No, you don't need to report to Grandma." Victoria quickly explained when she saw the nanny pulling out her phone from her apron pocket.
"Are you sure? Mrs. Harrington, Old Lady Harrington said if Alexander goes to Isabella again, I must report to her; you can't lie to me."
"Yes..." Victoria lowered her head in embarrassment.
Lying, especially such a reluctant one, was still very embarrassing.
Alexander silently watched her, then pressed his arm on his eyes again, "It seems to be burning again."
"I'll go get the thermometer." Both the nanny and Victoria looked at him, then the nanny left.
Victoria was about to leave too, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a scorching hand. She stopped and turned her head to look at the hand holding hers. Her position was just right, just within his reach as he lay there.
"Alexander, please let go."
"You pinched a shape on my forehead like that yesterday; I haven't held you accountable yet."
The person who knew she was in the wrong suddenly fell silent.
"Come here, and I’ll give you another chance." He commanded, but his voice was patient.
Alexander pulled Victoria to sit by his side and held her wrist lightly, "The situation is a bit serious; she suddenly showed signs of a miscarriage last night."
"You don't need to tell me this." Victoria's heart thumped; she wanted to pull back her hand.
But Alexander held her wrist on his chest, making it impossible for her to pull away.
Victoria had no choice but to look at him, hoping he wouldn't be amorous again. But he didn't look amorous, he just stared at her so gloomily, "There are some things I haven't figured out yet; I'll tell you when I figure them out."
"What... what things?" Not figured out?
"I'll tell you later; can you help me pinch it again now?" Yesterday her little hand pinched his forehead for a long time, but what did she do to his forehead?
"Alexander, we..."
"Can we not mention divorce for the time being?" He interrupted her.
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