He told me that the child of a royal embalmer had to be powerful from the moment he was born. He said he would raise Alex to be his successor and give him the best of everything in the world. But later, when Annette appeared, everything began to change.
Charles became colder and colder. Every time we were together, there was always a look of disgust and disdain in his eyes that he could not hide. My son was influenced by him and grew quieter and shyer.
I could not bear it anymore, so I finally found the courage to ask him about it once. But he just looked at me coldly and spoke with a tone full of contempt.
"Joanne, the Orville Family is one of the most elite families in London. Marrying you, a royal embalmer, already made me lose face. You have no right to cause trouble."
"Don't think I don't know. That so-called suppression curse was just an excuse for you to marry into the Orville Family. Your lies are so poor that they make me sick!"