Sam hesitated for a moment before asking cautiously, "Mrs. Sloan, about this..."
Should he send Noelle away?
Before he could finish, Estelle’s lips curved slightly with interest. "Ask Nathaniel."
Sam turned to Nathaniel instead. The latter frowned faintly.
Just then, a coquettish voice rang out from the doorway. "Nathaniel, why did you leave home without me?"
Noelle stepped into the office in an elegant skirt, swaying gracefully as she walked. She smiled at Sam. "Hello, Mr.Miller. I’m the boy’s mother. I came specifically for his registration, but I got held up on the way. I’m so sorry."
She moved naturally to Nathaniel’s side, acting as though they were a proper couple. "Nathaniel, have you finished the paperwork? Did you explain Christian’s situation to the director?"
Sam frowned slightly, and a trace of disdain flashed across his eyes. He couldn’t understand how a mistress could be so brazen in front of the wife.
Noelle was so caught up in her performance that she failed to notice his reaction.
She continued in a falsely sweet tone. "Mr. Miller, thank you for taking care of Christian. But he’s very sickly, and I’m always worried about him. I raised Christian myself because Nathaniel is always busy with work, so he’s used to having me around. We only decided to send him to kindergarten so he could learn a little independence. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have the heart to leave him here..."
The room fell silent. Everyone turned to look at her.
Only then did Noelle sense that something was wrong, though her smile remained in place. "Christian, come here. I’m here—"
Before she could finish, her gaze landed on Estelle, and her expression nearly cracked. "What are you doing here?!"
Realizing she had lost her composure, she quickly adjusted her tone and forced a gentle smile. "I mean... I didn’t expect to see you here, Dr. Lockwood. What a coincidence. Nathaniel, did you bring her here too? Honestly, Nathaniel, you shouldn’t trouble Dr. Lockwood with our family affairs, should you?"
She turned to Estelle with the air of a hostess. "Dr. Lockwood, there’s nothing here for you to worry about. You can leave now."
Sam finally couldn’t hold back any longer. "Miss Noelle, don’t you feel even a little guilty saying that? They’re the children’s actual parents, bringing their own children here for enrollment. Who do you think you are, inserting yourself between them and making comments?"
Noelle’s expression stiffened. "Mr. Miller, what are you talking about? I don’t understand..."
Mia tilted her head innocently, cutting through the act. "You don’t understand, Miss Noelle? But even I understand what that means. My daddy is here, so of course Mommy will be here too! She’s here for our enrollment.
"What do you mean by saying she’s an outsider, Miss Noelle? I don’t really understand, Mr. Miller, but Miss Noelle isn’t even related to us. Why is she acting like our mommy when our real mommy is here and being called an outsider?"
Sam’s expression softened instantly. "Mia, just ignore her. Some people enjoy being homewreckers."
Noelle’s mind went blank.
What was that supposed to mean? Had he just said that Yara was Mrs. Sloan?
No way. She should be Mrs. Sloan, no matter what!
She quickly recovered. "Mr. Miller, you’ve got the wrong idea. Yara is just our family doctor. I’m the one—"
"Hubby, honey, aren’t you going to say something?" Estelle suddenly cut in.
She raised an eyebrow and casually took hold of Nathaniel’s wrist.
Smiling lightly, she told Noelle, "Miss Lockwood, I know you like Nathaniel, but you can’t keep imagining that you’re his wife, can you? That’s a little delusional, don’t you think?"
Nathaniel’s sharp gaze landed on her.


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