The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself Chapter 229

Read More

Chapter 229

“Master, I have always respected you, but what you’re saying is out of line,” Carson said, his brow furrowed.

Hans let out a long sigh. “Yvonne has adored Theodore since they were children; we all know that. But for some reason, those two could never get it right. Now that Theodore is getting married, Yvonne heard the news and rushed back from abroad. But as you said, he’s already married to another woman. She couldn’t accept it and locked herself in her room, crying for days p>

“Yvonne is my most precious granddaughter. I’ve always done everything in my power to give her what she wants. So this time, I’m swallowing my pride and coming to you. You have to do this for me p>

“Master p>

“You have to understand. When Yvonne cries, it breaks my heart more than hers p>

Carson stood up and bowed deeply to Hans. “Years ago, when I had nowhere to go, you took me in, gave me a job, and taught me everything you knew. I have never forgotten that debt of gratitude. If it were any other matter, I would agree without hesitation. But this… setting aside whether Theodore would even agree, it’s simply not fair to my daughter-in-law p>

“I don’t care about anyone else p>

“She’s not just anyone else. She’s part of our family now. You love Yvonne, and we love our daughter-in-law p>

“Hmph. I fail to see what’s so special about her that has you so pleased p>

Not wanting to put Mr. Johnson in a difficult position, Penelope knocked and entered the room.

“Una mentioned you had a guest, so I came to say hello. I didn’t mean to overhear such a ridiculous joke p>

A ridiculous joke?

Hans’ face immediately darkened as he turned to look at Penelope.

“Where are your manners p>

“I came here out of politeness to greet a guest, but I didn’t expect to find such an ill- mannered… old man p>

“How dare you speak to me like that! Get out p>

“This is my home p>

Hans shot to his feet. “Fine, fine! So you’re kicking me out! Carson, I must have been blind all those years ago to have taught such an ungrateful wolf p>

“Master, your words shame me deeply,” Carson said, but he had already moved to the doorway, poised to show his guest out.

“I suppose our relationship as master and student ends here p>

“Master, please, there’s no need for that p>

“I’m leaving p>

Penelope narrowed her eyes. “Surely you wouldn’t hold a grudge against someone my age? I’m the same age as your granddaughter, you know p>

“But my granddaughter has far better manners than you p>

“And I suppose she gets her manners from you p>

“What is that supposed to mean p>

“I mean, it must be wonderful to be your granddaughter. I never had a grandfather like you p>

“Hmph p>

Penelope bent down, poured a cup

Qu:

of coffee, and offered it to Hans. “Please accept this as my apology. I’m young and spöke rashly. Please don’t hold it against me p>

Hans stared at her coldly, making no move to take the cup.

“If I caused a rift between you and my father-in-law, I would be a terrible person indeed p>

The cup of coffee was an olive

branch, an out for Hans. As the head

the

of the Bishop Group, she reasoned he wouldn’t want to burn bridges with both the KINY Group are Zenith Group. And Mr. Johnson certainly didn’t want to offend the man who had taught him his trade. It was up to her to smooth things over.

Hans snorted again but finally took the cup.

“Since you heard what I said earlier, then you p>

“I’ll pretend didn’t hear anything,” Penelope said with a smile. “After all, he is very happy with me, and my husband loves me very much. Even wanted a divorce they wouldn’t agree p>

“Absolutely not!” Mr. Johnson immediately chimed in.

Hans was left speechless, his face growing darker by the second.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself Chapter 229 Read Online Free

The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself webtoon has captured the attention of readers who enjoy emotional, character-driven storytelling with deep psychological themes. Many fans first discover the series through illustrated episodes and later search for The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself read online to explore the full narrative experience. As interest grows, readers frequently look for The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself free read online options that provide convenient access across devices. Whether someone wants The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself read for personal reflection or simply entertainment, the story offers a compelling journey of self-discovery, regret, and emotional growth that resonates with modern audiences.With rising popularity, searches for The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself light novel pub and official publishing sources have increased significantly. Readers want reliable platforms where they can access The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel in complete and high-quality formats. Many users specifically type The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself Read Online to quickly find trustworthy sites. At the same time, phrases like The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself read free and The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself free read show how audiences prefer flexible and affordable reading options. The growing demand for The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself online reflects its strong impact within the romance and self-reflection genre.As digital fiction platforms continue to expand, more readers search for The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself Read online free to enjoy seamless chapter updates. Queries such as The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself online free and The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself free demonstrate a clear interest in accessible storytelling. Whether revisiting favorite scenes or starting fresh, many fans return to The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself Read Online for a convenient reading experience. The continued popularity of The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself online proves that meaningful narratives about identity and emotional realization remain highly relevant in today’s online literary landscape.