Chapter 77 Strange Tears
“Callum…”
Ophelia’s eyes swam with tears at his words as if a part of her had been broken.
“Callum, even if you don’t like me, I still want you to know how I feel about you. But you can’t keep hurting me with Elspeth. It’s unfair!”
“Ophelia, you should know by now that you’re only a sister to me. Stop bothering me.”
Callum’s cold-hearted rejection was the fatal blow to Ophelia. Unable to hold on any longer, she turned around and ran away with tears flowing down her cheeks.
At the tragic sight, Margot spat maliciously, “Elspeth, you’re the one who did this to our family. You may be resorting to any means to become the lady of the Winthrop Family, but I won’t let you get away with it!”
“You’re overthinking it,” Elspeth replied indifferently. “I’m not interested in being the lady of the Winthrop Family.”
Hearing that, he added quickly, “You have to. It doesn’t matter whether you’re interested or not.”
Elspeth turned speechless.
“You two are really going to be the death of me!” Margot’s chest heaved with anger as she raised a hand and roared at Elspeth, “You’re just like that homewrecking mother of yours. Clearly, her apple hasn’t fallen far from the tree—her daughter is just as shameless as her. You’ve really taken after your mother!”
At her words, Elspeth was taken aback. “You know who my mom is?”
“Why wouldn’t I? Your mother was someone who stole the hearts of countless men and even played Theodore like a fiddle. How could I not know her?”
Her words were biting and sarcastic as if suggesting that Elspeth’s mother was promiscuous enough to seduce a married man.
“Mrs. Winthrop, please watch your mouth. It’s one thing to insult me, but don’t bring my mother into this.”
A wave of anger surged within Elspeth at her words. She remembered that her father had once described her mother as a fairy—gentle and gracious with a meek and kind personality. It was only because of this that her father had constantly waited for her mother to come back. How could someone as perfect as her do something like that?
“You can ask Theodore if you don’t believe me. Have a look for yourself whether their relationship was truly innocent or not!” Margot sneered. “Who knows? You might even be his daughter!”
At that, Margot left in a huff.
After she left, Elspeth couldn’t help but blurt out, “Was Mrs. Winthrop’s words true?”
A trace of evasion appeared in Callum’s eyes. “I don’t think so.”
“Still, I have to find a way to keep Mrs. Winthrop’s mouth shut. Her accusations are still an insult to my mother.”
She looked at Callum who was next to her and suddenly had an idea. “There’s something we can do now.”
When he saw Elspeth’s heated stare, he instantly understood what she meant. “You want to do a DNA test?”
“Mr. Winthrop isn’t at home now because he’s away on a trip, and he’ll only be back in two weeks or so. But from what I know, it’s possible to perform the test with your DNA.”
Callum raised an eyebrow. “Are you thinking that as long as we prove that we aren’t blood-related, it means that my mom was wrong?”
“Yes. I don’t believe that we’re blood-related at all.”
Upon saying that, she extended a hand. “Give me a strand of your hair.”
Callum frowned. “Where are the scissors?”
When she saw his hesitation, Elspeth grew frustrated and plucked a strand of his hair straight from his head.
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