The Triplets My Ex Never Knew About novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21: Chapter 21: Yara Lockwood Is Not Allergic to Mangoes

The entire dining room fell deathly silent.

Estelle Lockwood froze, a half-smile playing on her lips as she feigned ignorance. "What is Mr. Sloan doing? It’s just a piece of mango. Is someone going to die?"

With that, she reached for another piece.

Nathaniel Sloan abruptly grabbed her wrist. Staring into her eyes, he asked, word by word, "You can eat mangoes?"

Estelle Lockwood reacted as if she’d heard a joke. "Why wouldn’t I be able to eat mangoes? Mr. Sloan... you don’t actually think I’m allergic to them, do you?"

She suddenly bent her head and took a bite of the fruit perched on the tip of the cake. "Well, you’d be wrong. I’m not allergic."

Thirty seconds, a minute, five minutes...

Time passed, but Estelle Lockwood showed no signs of an allergic reaction.

Nathaniel Sloan stared at her, searching her smile for the slightest hint of something wrong.

’How could this be...’ he thought. ’I was wrong again.’

Estelle Lockwood gave a sarcastic smile. ’Of course I know he’s starting to suspect my identity, but so what? Nathaniel has no proof.’

After all, in Nathaniel Sloan’s mind, she was severely allergic to mangoes.

But in reality, she wasn’t allergic at all.

It was just that when she had first returned to the Lockwood Family, Noelle Lockwood, wanting to make her look like a ’country bumpkin,’ had deliberately brought out a variety of expensive fruits and asked if she had ever eaten them.

Before she could answer, Noelle Lockwood had launched into a monologue. ’Oh, Sister, I’m so sorry. I should have been more considerate of your feelings. You’ve never even seen these fruits before, so how could you have eaten them? Mom said you’re allergic to mangoes, so I figured I shouldn’t get you any, and I brought other fruits instead... It’s all my fault for hurting your pride, Sister.’

At the time, Estelle Lockwood, who had desperately longed for familial affection, didn’t dare say anything more. She could only silently accept the ’fact’ that she was allergic to mangoes.

’I can’t believe Nathaniel actually remembered...’

’But what good did remembering do? His so-called understanding of his wife came from the mouth of another woman, and it was false information at that.’

Estelle Lockwood’s smile grew even more contemptuous. "Mr. Sloan, can you let go of me now?" she said coldly.

Nathaniel Sloan snapped back to reality and abruptly released her. His eyes were dark with suppressed emotion. "Since Dr. Lockwood is not her, please mind your conduct."

Estelle Lockwood couldn’t even be bothered to look at him. "Mr. Sloan, there’s no need for this. It’s just the two of us here. You don’t have to pretend you were so in love with your ex-wife."

Nathaniel Sloan gave her a cool glance. ’If she isn’t her, then there’s no need to explain.’

"Dr. Lockwood only needs to worry about herself. Christian has a routine check-up tonight. Remember your responsibilities."

After speaking, the man walked straight upstairs.

Estelle Lockwood rolled her eyes. After finishing breakfast, she went to her company.

As soon as she arrived at the office, Estelle Lockwood recalled the photograph she had seen in Nathaniel Sloan’s hands the night before. Frowning, she called her assistant. "Help me buy a paper shredder and have it sent to Imperial Crest."

Henry Kendrick and Penelope Sullivan happened to overhear her. Pushing the door open, they walked in. "A paper shredder? What did your ex-husband do to you now?"

Estelle Lockwood answered nonchalantly, "It’s nothing. Last night, he was all alone, holding our photo together and reminiscing about the past."

Henry Kendrick raised an eyebrow. "You two only have one photo together. If you destroy it, it’s gone for good."

A smile touched Estelle Lockwood’s lips, but it didn’t reach her eyes. "If it’s gone, it’s gone. What’s that got to do with me?"

’It’s not that I didn’t want to take more photos with Nathaniel Sloan. Did he ever give me the chance?’

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