When Harvey returned to Peterborough, it was already ten in the morning.
The villa was quiet.
Linda had left for school, and Eloise was holding little Daniel, chatting with Orlena. At this moment, Harvey felt much calmer than before. He watched Eloise holding Daniel for a while before taking the child from her and calmly telling Orlena, "Eloise and I are taking you home now."
A flicker of panic crossed Orlena's face. She looked at Eloise.
Harvey snorted softly, "Scared now, are you? You gave birth to a child alone out there. Weren't you scared then?"
Orlena didn't dare to say a word.
Eloise gently wiped Harvey's face with a tissue, asking softly in a voice full of tenderness, "Did you get into a fight in Brockville? What did you say?"
Harvey knew how considerate she was. He replied calmly, "Yes, I got into a fight. But I didn't mention anything about Daniel. If he cares, he'll find out eventually."
He couldn't resist adding a jest, "Isn't he always the one with all the answers?"
Eloise glanced at Orlena, who didn't dare to retort. It was heart-wrenching.
When Harvey went upstairs to freshen up, Eloise followed him to their bedroom. She agreed with him, "You did the right thing by not saying anything. If Uncle cares for Orlena, he will find out eventually."
Harvey was half-dressed. He chuckled, "You're playing both sides, aren't you, Eloise? How did I never notice before?"
Eloise chose a new set of clothes for him, her fingers paused, "You don't have to use this to mock me. I don’t have to meddle, you know...."
Before she could finish, she was embraced. And then she was pressed against the wardrobe. Harvey held her slim waist, caressing her cheek, "Of course, you have to care. As Orlena's sister-in-law, you're always the sensible one. You help me look after her, okay?"
Eloise leaned on his shoulder, smiling lightly, "Aren't you afraid that I might side with Uncle?"
Harvey took a step forward, whispering into her ear, "When I was fighting with him, who did you worry for?"
He was intentionally teasing her. Eloise was not without feelings; she whispered back against his lips, "Neither."
Harvey chuckled softly. His mood had improved significantly, and he found himself flirting with her. Perhaps the pressure of the past few days had been too much, and he desperately wanted to be close to her. Despite the limited time and inappropriate timing, he still gently slipped his hand under her clothes, bringing her to the climax.
Afterwards, she leaned on his shoulder, catching her breath. Harvey held her tenderly, after a while he said, "You don't have to go later. My dad has a bad temper. He might say some harsh words."
Eloise shook her head. Her eyes were moist as she said softly, "If I go, it will calm his temper."
After she finished, Harvey didn't speak or move for a while. Eloise looked up at him, "What's wrong?"
He touched her delicate earlobe, his voice hoarse, "Eloise, in your heart, am I still your husband? Is there any hope for us to go back to the way things were?"
Eloise's ears turned slightly red. She brushed his hand away, "We should focus on more serious matters."
Harvey took the hint, he gave her earlobe a light squeeze then picked up his clothes and went into the bathroom.
......
Around noon, Harvey and his family returned to the Horigan estate. The butler rushed in to report, "Miss Orlena is home!"
"What?" Parker stood up excitedly, waving his hand at his wife, "This kid has finally come to her senses after all these years."
Pauline was also filled with excitement. The two of them immediately went out and saw a black Maybach parked in the driveway.
Harvey opened the rear door. Orlena got out of the car, leading a little boy of about two or three years old!
Parker's eyes widened. Pauline was also taken aback. The house staff didn't dare to make a sound. After a while, Parker finally found his voice, "Orlena, is this child yours?"
Orlena didn't dare to lift her head. She murmured an affirmative.
Parker was extremely upset, wanting to give her a piece of his mind, but Pauline stopped him with tears in her eyes, "She's finally home, hold your temper! And remember there are people around. Let's not embarrass Orlena and the child!"
Parker shot his wife a fierce look.
Once they sat down in the living room, Harvey handed Daniel to Parker. Parker was still fuming. He glared at his son, "You think I'll let this go just because of the child?"
Parker suddenly stared at Daniel. Then he looked at Eloise. Those similar eyes, rosy skin, and short brown hair were like they were from the same mold!
Parker's anger deflated. He looked rather deflated. He sighed gently, "Bad romance!"
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