What We Had Was Never Real novel Chapter 4

Rosalie was wearing the uniform for the housekeepers of Fost Manor. Not too far away, a young boy was making an utter mess of the living room.

When Natania entered, Rosalie stood up from where she had been sitting beside Stephen. Her smile was gentle and dignified. "Mrs. Fost, you're back. I'm the new housekeeper Fost Manor sent over to look after Mr. Andrew."

Natania subconsciously bit her lip, abruptly finding it difficult to breathe.

"How dare he! How dare he bring them both here, to our home!" she thought.

Noticing something off with Natania's expression, Stephen hurriedly explained, "Babe, I sent you messages in the afternoon about this, but I guess you didn't see them. Mom adopted this boy from the orphanage, saying that she felt a connection to him. His name is Andrew Fost."

All of her grief and sorrow had been vented in that empty meeting room earlier, so now, all Natania felt was nothing but rage.

She couldn't believe how these people were practically treating her like a fool!

"Stephen Fost, are you deliberately doing this to break my heart?" Her voice quavered, an obvious sign of the sheer extent of her fury.

Stephen frowned slightly when he heard that, not expecting her to be so resistant to Andrew.

Feeling somewhat anxious, he tried to explain. "Babe, don't be angry! You know the Fost family can't go on without an heir, and I saw that you still haven't gotten over that dead child, so that's why I agreed to Mom's idea. If you don't like him, I'll send him away immediately!"

Everyone knew how much he loved Natania and how she would always be his priority. That was why, in this situation, he didn't mind sending away Andrew if she didn't like him, even though the young boy was his biological son.

Yet, his favoritism now only caused Natania to feel utterly repulsed.

She opened her mouth, but just as she was about to confront him with the truth, Andrew burst into tears.

"You bad woman! Daddy, how could you be with this bad woman? Don't you want me anymore?"

The child's cries were shrill, causing a headache to throb in Stephen's temples. He instantly berated Andrew sternly, "Andrew Fost, who taught you to talk like that?"

Then, turning to the housekeepers, he yelled, "Are you all deaf? What are you still standing around for? Hurry up and bring him back to his room!"

The housekeepers rushed forward and anxiously brought the still-wailing Andrew back to his room.

Rosalie also seemed slightly panicked as she quickly apologized, "Mr. Fost, it's all my fault. Please don't blame Mr. Andrew."

She even shot Stephen an aggrieved look with her wide, doe eyes. That look was enough to garner sympathy from any man.

Sighing, Stephen softened his tone and said, "I'm not blaming him. He's just a kid, so what would he know? You had better hurry to him."

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