Chapter 861

chapter861

No... she couldn't just sit back and wait for her fate to be sealed.

She had schemed and clawed her way into marrying Teague, stopping at nothing, all her life.

Now, with their son grown and decades of marriage behind them, she would not be thrown out just at this time.

What would all her past efforts have been for?

Kathleen took a deep breath, wiped her tears, went upstairs to apply some light makeup, and drove to the Rodriguez family home.

Since the problem started at the anniversary party, and since Teague was clearly trying to get justice for Aberdeen from her, she would start with the Rodriguez family.

If, in the end, Aberdeen herself could be persuaded to talk him out of the divorce, maybe... just maybe... he would change his mind?

It was a beautiful thought, but reality was cruel.

"He won't see me?!" Kathleen's voice shot up. "Did you tell him exactly why I'm here?!"

The housekeeper nodded. "I told him everything."

"And the divorce..." Mentioning such a private matter to a servant was humiliating, a flash of shame crossing Kathleen's eyes, but she knew this wasn't the time for pride.

The housekeeper nodded again. "I told them that too."

"What was their reaction?!"

"Mr. Rodriguez said he won't see you. Mrs. Rodriguez also said... for you to go home, that your family matters have nothing to do with them."

Kathleen nearly ground her teeth to dust.

Not only had they disowned her, but now they were leaving her to her fate, refusing to help.

"Fine. Fine! If they want to be this ruthless, then I don't have to be polite either!" She spun around to leave.

But after two steps, she stopped, turned back, and asked the housekeeper, "What about Aberdeen? Is she here?"

The housekeeper hesitated.

Now, everyone up and down the old residence knew the old couple had completely cut ties with Kathleen. If she leaked information and something happened as a result, she was afraid...

"What?" Kathleen sneered. "What's this? I ask you a simple question and you start stammering? I'm not dead yet! When I lived here, I treated you well enough, didn't I? Don't be so cold and calculating!"

"Miss Kathleen, I'm sorry, I..."

"Tell me! Where is Aberdeen?!"

"Miss... Miss Aberdeen left a few days ago."

Kathleen frowned. Her first thought was that Teague hadn't been home recently either. Could the two of them be...

"Where did she go? Back to Pinehollow? Was she with Norris?"

"I... I really don't know..." How would a housekeeper know where the family went? They wouldn't tell her!

"Useless!" Kathleen snapped before storming off.

But when she arrived home, unexpectedly, she froze. Teague was standing in the living room!

The man stood tall and straight in a black suit, his shoulders broad and his waist trim. Even nearing fifty, he was as striking as ever.

She stood in the foyer, momentarily captivated.

When she was young, Kathleen had

been bewitched by his handsome

face and

now thirty years later she

was still hopelessly, helplessly in love.

"You..."

Hearing the noise, Teague looked up at her, his voice cold. "My assistant said you wanted to talk with me?"

Kathleen snapped back to reality. Her lower lip trembled pitifully, and tears instantly welled in her eyes.

"Honey..."

Teague was unmoved. "I'm back. Whatever you wanted to talk about, go ahead and say it."

"Can we not get a divorce? Please?" she begged, her voice full of supplication.

The man's face remained a mask of indifference.

"Why? We've been married for over twenty years, our son is grown, and you just want a divorce just! that?! Teague, you have nort"

"Ha. You have the nerve to ask me why? You dare to mention our son?!"

"You at least owe me an explanation, so I can die knowing the reason!"

"Fine," Teague sneered, stepping closer. "I'll ask you. Who was responsible for Madge's disappearance all those years ago?"

"And I'll ask you again, how exactly did you get pregnant back then?!"

"And whose son is Corley, really?!"

Each question was a hammer blow, sharp and powerful.

Not only did they make Kathleen's liver and gallbladder tremble with fear, but they were also heard loud and clear by Corley, who hadjust been about to step through the door!

He stopped dead in his tracks.