The household staff usually brought meals, but Oliver decided to serve Esther himself today.
"Uncle," Esther softly called out.
"Would you like to take a walk in the garden, Esther?" Oliver suggested with a gentle tone.
"Sure," she answered, feeling he had something important to discuss.
They sat down in the garden pavilion.
Esther's body was still fragile, and she pulled her clothes tighter against the breeze.
Oliver got to the point. "Esther, the family has approved your marriage to Chadwick."
She looked at him, puzzled.
Oliver lowered his voice, "This is part of a larger plan. I can't reveal all the details, but we won't sacrifice your happiness for family honor."
"Is there something you want me to do, Uncle?" Esther asked, suspecting the marriage was part of a bigger strategy.
Oliver shook his head. "No, focus on your recovery. If things don't go as planned, we'll have someone ready to help you."
"Alright." Before Oliver's visit, Esther had been nervous, but his words strengthened her resolve.
"Esther, I'm truly sorry for what you're going through," he said, thinking about the Pendletons' questionable actions.
"Uncle, it's my fault for getting Chadwick's attention in the first place. Otherwise, our family wouldn't be in this situation."
Oliver chuckled lightly. "Don't blame yourself. Focus on your recovery. Our family will handle everything. You just need to play the role of the bride, understand?"
Esther nodded.
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don't read at all. horrible story, makes me sick....