Chapter 1618
But the Butler wouldn't agree, "Ah, Sir, think about it, if Madam saw this, how heartbroken she would be."
Tristan's face was filled with melancholy, "Heartbroken? Would she still be heartbroken for me?"
This low inquiry bore a profound sense of sorrow and reflection.
"Ever since the day I betrayed her, she declared she would never invest a shred of emotion in me again. She is a woman of her word; she always has been, always has been."
The Butler hurried to say, "How could that be? Those were just words spoken in anger by Madam. If she truly felt not a single shred of emotion for you, why would she have had your son with you, right?"
Tristan cast his eyes down, a flash of pain crossing them, reluctant to speak further.
The Butler knew he was regretting the affair with Rosalind Taylor.
"Sir, don't be too hard on yourself. In this day and age, which man doesn't have a few women? I think Madam won't blame you for this."