Reborn I Refuse To Save The Traitors (Margaery) novel Chapter 112

**TITLE: Whispers Shape Distant Tomorrows by Aren Cole Vale Chapter 112: Father And Son At Odds**

In moments past, when Russell caught sight of her in such a state, he would invariably perceive her as the epitome of innocence and purity. Yet today, an unsettling sensation crept into his heart, a whisper of mockery lurking behind her seemingly innocent gaze.

It was as though she held a secret, a playful amusement hidden beneath her facade.

Tessa approached Russell with a gentle grace, extending her hand to assist him to his feet. “Russell,” she said softly, “let me help you inside. It wouldn’t be wise to let yourself catch a chill out here.”

For a moment, Russell remained unmoved, grappling with the incongruity of Tessa’s demeanor. How could someone like her, especially after the tragic loss of Margaery, wear a smile that seemed to dance with triumph, one that was invisible to the rest of the world?

He could see that smile, clear as day, and it was directed at the kidnappers lurking in the shadows. They exchanged knowing glances, their silent communication a conspiracy that sent shivers down his spine.

His heart raced, tears threatening to spill as he turned to Tessa, his voice trembling with emotion. “Tessa, you were switched at birth. Your foster mother felt no remorse when she took you away, yet now, after all these years, she wishes to return you?

“Have you truly regarded her as your own mother all this time? Why have you never spoken of her? Do you feel nothing for her? Or is it that both of you are merely playing a part? You colluded together and cast her aside once you had what you wanted.”

The sharpness of his words cut through the air, and he could see Tessa’s heart skip a beat, a flicker of shock crossing her features.

But then, clarity washed over her. The blood test had confirmed her lineage; she was undeniably Raul’s biological daughter. Feeling a rush of indignation, she responded, “Russell, what are you saying? I don’t understand.”

Before she could finish, tears streamed down her cheeks, her anguish palpable. “I do care for my foster mother! She sent me back to the Chancellor’s estate out of love for me.

“I fell ill, developed a stomach ailment, and when it couldn’t be cured, she had no choice but to send me here.”

As she spoke, her voice trembled with sincerity, and she continued, “Russell, if I’ve done anything to displease you, I welcome your reprimands. But please, there’s no need for such cruel words. I know my humble beginnings and that I am unworthy of the Chancellor’s estate.”

Russell stood there, momentarily rendered speechless.

Looking at her in that pitiful state, a surge of anger bubbled within him, a desire to rush forward and shake her until the truth spilled out.

He let out a derisive laugh, cold and biting. “So, I am the one who has wronged you? Then let me ask you, how did you end up in the lake at Inkwell Academy last time?”

He recalled the incident vividly, when Christina from Longridge’s estate claimed Tessa had fallen in while trying to pick a flower by the lakeside.

At that moment, he had believed Christina was merely covering for Margaery, convinced of her wicked nature, always bullying Tessa but never admitting it. He had warned Christina to steer clear of Margaery, a move that had infuriated her, leading to a rift between them.

In hindsight, it seemed he had been blind all along.

Tessa, under the weight of his gaze, felt a pang of guilt and could only respond with tears, her voice barely above a whisper. “Russell, I fell in by accident that day. I told you that.”

His anger boiled over, rendering him speechless.

Back then, Tessa had insisted, “Don’t blame Margaery; it was my own carelessness.” Yet her fearful glances at Margaery and her timid demeanor spoke volumes about the intimidation she felt.

He had to admit, Tessa had taught him a lesson in deception.

It was a cruel irony that appearing weak and pitiful could serve as an effective weapon, one that inflicted deep wounds.

Since Tessa had entered the Wallen family, she had wielded this tactic with finesse, leading to the eventual unraveling of the Chancellor’s estate, with everyone suffering the consequences of their misplaced trust in her.

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