Chapter 1035 You Played Me Like a Fiddle
However, Tiffany paid this no mind. She earnestly distributed the wedding favors and greeted each guest politely and gently. In response to occasional teasing remarks like “have a son soon,” she blushed with embarrassment.
She politely and respectfully escorted Desmond to his seat when she saw him. Comparably, she treated Joseph and Chloe pretty normally, but she did not give them a hard time either.
Desmond went straight to the point and asked, "Where's Noah?"
"He's resting upstairs," Tiffany replied honestly, "He's unwell, so he won't be coming down today."
Joseph frowned and recalled Zoelle telling him that Noah was ill. He was not interested in investigating whether it was true or false. However, Chloe needed to know the truth and give an explanation to Desmond.
Desmond was taken aback. "Unwell? Is he sick?"
Tiffany hesitated for a while and replied, "Yes, but I can't tell you about his condition. He said he wants to tell you in person."
Desmond fell silent, worries writte

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