Chapter 1940

Mabel didn't want to leave. But when she saw Manfred's distant, indifferent expression, making it clear that he had no interest in talking to her, she knew she shouldn't stay any longer. Even if she forced herself to stay, Manfred wouldn't spare her a second glance. So, she had no choice but to leave with grace. Kemp let out a small sigh of relief—he had thought Mabel was about to ramble on again. Still, he personally escorted her out. Halfway through the walk, Mabel—completely unbothered—casually asked, "Kemp, what kind of woman do you think Mr. Atkinson actually likes? "Let me be honest with you—I always thought I'd never get married in this lifetime. But ever since I met him, I've felt that if I were to marry, it would have to be to a man like him." Kemp was speechless. Did she really need to be so honest about that? Anyone with eyes could see it. "Mr. Atkinson has a fiancée," Kemp replied flatly. Mabel rolled her eyes in frustration. "Fiancée? Has anyone seen her these