Chapter Three
Perhaps the reason he cared so much to help Aurelia was that he also felt equally unwelcome in this family.
In the Baker family, having one Clarita Baker was enough...
Everyone only noticed Clarita's existence; no matter how hard Arthur tried to make himself excellent, he couldn't get the slightest bit of attention.
It was the same in his grandfather's heart.
In his heart, there was only room for Clarita Baker!
These things, he had already gotten used to.
The old man frowned, pondered for a while, and then continued, "Later, I will have someone take her back to the guest room. You two are not married, and it's not right to sleep together, especially when she's drunk."
"Grandfather..."
"I have already made my decision!" he interrupted Arthur, his attitude firm and non-negotiable.
Arthur knew that he had no right to disagree with any decision his grandfather made.
Even if he resisted, the outcome would still be the same...
