That hairpin was a birthday gift from Armand, but I actually didn't know it was a set.
It had been four years, and it turned out that Armand and Estelle's bond was even deeper than I had imagined.
What was ridiculous was that I trusted Armand wholeheartedly.
Before I could speak, Estelle knelt in front of me.
She cried with tears, "Mrs. Alwyn, please. I won't ask to marry into the Alwyn family. But Doran is my everything. I just want to stay by his side and watch him grow up."
She kowtowed repeatedly, and I seemed to be able to feel the pain just by listening to the sound.
Coincidentally, Armand hurriedly arrived.
When Estelle raised her head again, there was already blood on her forehead.
She looked so pitiful.
Estelle called out, "Mr. Alwyn..." Then, she fainted.
Armand furrowed his brow and immediately caught her in his arms.
"Call the doctor over! Now!"
Armand scooped Estelle up and turned to leave.
He completely ignored me.
"Stop! Armand, do you really need to hold her by yourself?" I asked.
The servant saw me angry and quickly reached out to take Estelle over.
But Armand said reluctantly, "She is my woman after all..."