Chapter 86
Gavin tried to grab Giselle's hand, but she jerked away sharply. "Have you lost your mind? I've been upstairs all day.
"I didn't know what had happened downstairs. Is that somehow my fault? What's wrong with you?"
Gavin growled, "If you hadn't been stirring things up behind the scenes, would Grandma, as loving as she is, ever act this way?
"Since we were kids, all you had to do was bat your eyelashes, and Grandma would give you the world if you asked for it!"
Giselle got up and sat on the bed. "You're right. It was me. I used Grandma to hurt your precious Chantelle. I'm the monster here, rotten to the core and unworthy of being with you or carrying the Farrell family name.
"Your darling Chantelle should become the rightful Mrs. Farrell instead. So, when will you divorce me? Make sure you have trumpets playing to welcome her home as your wife."
Gavin staggered back a step, his gaze dark and unreadable.
Lydia knocked on the door. "Mr. Farrell, since you're home, Mrs. Farrell Se

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