My Unchosen Ex Chases Reborn Me (Soren and Fiona) novel Chapter 64

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Chapter 64 Fractured Loyalties

Chapter 64 Fractured Loyalties

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Meryl spoke in an icy undertone. “Tomorrow I shall take Fiona back to the Princess Royal’s

family.”

Zachary blinked, thunderstruck, unable to find his voice.

Hannah sniffed and said. “If she wants to go, let her. No one in this house will hold her back.”

Hannah reminded herself that she was the elder of this house and would not be cowed by the younger woman’s theatrics.

Zachary drew his brows together. “What is happening here?”

Meryl ignored the question and bent over Fiona instead. The physician had already arrived; after inserting a slender needle, he coaxed Fiona slowly back to consciousness.

“Father…” Fiona’s eyes fluttered open, instantly filling with tears when she saw Zachary by the bedside.

Zachary’s gaze fell on her knees–rubbed raw and swollen–and his heart broke. “How have I taught you?” he murmured. “How could you speak back to Grandmother?”

Fiona stepped back, pressing her palms against her father’s chest, the gesture gentle yet unyielding. Lantern light flickered across polished stone, carving stark angles into her determined face.

“Father, will you not first ask why I dared contradict Grandmother? Must everything she utters be gospel? What if I told you she tried to banish Mother back to the Princess Royal’s Estate?”

Zachary blinked, as though struck between the eyes. Instinctively, he turned toward Meryl, but she kept her gaze fixed on the floorboards, granting him not even the mercy of a glance.

Only now did he grasp why she had spoken of returning to the Princess Royal’s Estate.

Joanna cleared her throat, forcing a placid smile. “Fiona, your grandmother was only speaking in anger.

“Only anger?” Fiona’s voice was soft yet edged with steel. “Or is it because she knows that with me here Mother cannot bear to leave and therefore feels free to wound her without restraint?”

Hannah’s complexion dulled, the words hitting the exact spot she had tried to keep hidden.

“Mother is mine to guard. Should this scene repeat, I will act the same.I would rather kneel

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here until death than yield. Until Grandmother apologizes to Mother, I will not step inside

Ambrosial Garden.”

Meryl turned away from the room, lifting a sleeve to dab at the tears she could no longer hide.

“And the ledgers of the Niven family are not up for debate. Mother will not touch them unless she may appoint her own auditors, trace every coin from three years past, and certify each number. Only then will I agree to her taking charge.” D

Hannah offered no forthright consent; the evasive pause alone confirmed how much she already knew about those accounts.

An uneasy flutter crossed Joanna’s face.

Clarity settled over Zachary like cold rain. He had long known his mother favored the main branch, yet because Stanley was his own brother he had chosen silence.

Everyone understood that controlling the household purse meant skimming handsome profits. By keeping quiet, he had tacitly allowed his elder brother a larger share and accepted

the loss.

What he never expected was for Mother to eye Meryl’s dowry as the patch for the main branch’s blunders.

The realization chilled him to the marrow,

His gaze

drifted back to Meryl, and a pang of guilt tightened his chest.Only now, when their daughter was grown enough to fight, did Meryl receive a champion. Before today, how many humiliations had she swallowed alone? Had Fiona not knelt, it would have been Meryl collapsing on these stones.

His mother wielded his loyalty as a cudgel against his wife, while Meryl yielded out of love for him. The contrast twisted the knife of remorse even deeper.

If he failed to settle this now, he knew another storm would soon follow.

“Tomorrow I will take you back to Princess Helen’s estate,” Meryl told Fiona.

Fiona spared her father a brief glance, then nodded.

A sudden warmth bloomed in Meryl’s palm; she lowered her eyes to find Zachary’s hand covering hers, steady and apologetic.

“Mother, you were once a married daughter yourself. You know how hard it is for a woman to return to her maiden home. Meryl was the bride I begged for. Sending her away would shame

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