Holder Manor Secret

The baroness's funeral needed to be done quickly, but the weather was so cold that the ground was frozen hard, making excavation more difficult.Baron Holder was going to ask someone to move the body to the church first, but was stopped by Vivienne, "No one can take my mother away from here! She is the baroness, and she should be buried from the manor!"

"It's just nonsense!" Baron Holder reprimanded loudly in the study, "She is dead, do you want to stay in the same room and live with a dead body?"

"Father!" Vivian yelled in disbelief, "How can you say that!"

"That's enough! If you're so reckless, I'll reconsider your dowry." The baron's attitude was very firm, "George is about to wake up, go and take care of him."

Vivian was too angry to speak, turned and left the study.She was walking quickly in the corridor with her skirt in hand, tears kept gushing from her eyes, but she bit her lips tightly, refusing to make a sound.

She strode up to George's room, and the maid who accompanied the cradle stood up in panic and saluted. "I'll come and see George, you go down first." Vivienne forced herself to say calmly.

The maid bowed her head and stepped back.

George was still sleeping peacefully in the cradle, the child that the Baroness had worked so hard to give birth to, the only heir to the Holder Manor, who might one day become a great gentleman, but now he was just a baby who didn't understand anything.Vivienne looked down at him, this weak life, wrapped in a soft quilt, was a small ball, as if it would shatter if touched lightly.

For a moment, she almost hated him.

The wife, who was in poor health due to pregnancy, had to do her best to marry her and Almina as soon as possible.A family that looks happy on the surface is actually just a happy family.This baby is like an opportunity, pushing everything to the point of no return.

Vivian stretched out her hand and fiddled with George's long eyelashes.It was too long before he could be alone, she could only rely on herself.

Edward's fever subsided, but his body owed too much, and he was always mentally tired.He and Vincent were finally honest, at least one-sided.He broke open his chest, took out his heart, offered it to Vincent, and begged him to treat it as he wished and never mind.

This gave Edward an indulgent pleasure.

"Come back with me," Vincent kissed the back of his hand, "You can live in my room, and I will hide you from anyone."

"I'm going to the funeral."

"of course."

They agreed.

Mary's funeral was held, and it was difficult to even visit her grave, because it was so cold that even a single flower could not be found in the entire town of Reese.Snow covered the hard ground and buried the noble lady.It is not known whether her soul will reach heaven, but her body must rot in a coffin.

Many gentlemen and ladies were present, in black overcoats and fine black hats, expressing their mourning politely.Vivian took Anna by the hand and stood quietly aside, expressing her gratitude to the wives who came to express their sympathy.

This is still a social occasion.

Edward stared dreamily at the ground where he had buried his mother, father, brother, and now Mary.The fragility of life is like a fleeting meteor.In the near future, he will also sleep here.

Snow fell.

"Let's go." Vincent walked over holding an umbrella. In public, he didn't make any intimate moves.However the umbrellas are so small they can sit shoulder to shoulder without being noticeable.

Let's go.

Mary died, but life went on.Vivienne's wedding was on the agenda, but in this winter, it seemed too bleak.The ladies in the manor put on black dresses, and in the black and silent atmosphere, they were making preparations for the wedding.

"Vivian, do you have to get married?" Anna asked reluctantly as she lay on Vivian's lap.In a short period of time, she experienced the departure and death of two female relatives, which had a huge impact on her.Now Anna stays by Vivian's side all day long, seeking the love and comfort from her mother and sister to this young lady who is three years older than her.

"We can wait until the spring, when the flowers are all in bloom, for your wedding," said Anna. "Please, my dear sister, at least spend Christmas with us, will you?"

Vivienne stroked Anna's hair. Her wedding was arranged on Christmas Eve. Even the death of her mother did not allow Baron Holder to postpone this time.From another perspective, she herself is also eager to leave here and start a new life.

My poor Anna, I am gone, what should she do.Vivian thought silently.She will soon be able to escape the estate, and Anna is only 14 years old, her social season will be two years away, and there will be no mother to introduce her to.

But I can.

"Don't worry, you can come to my manor for Christmas."

"Really, Vivian?" Anna raised her head, her face was like a delicate flower, even the heavy black veil couldn't cover it.

"Of course," Vivian said solemnly, "I promise, there will be a carriage to pick you up then."

Edward returned to Thomas Manor with Vincent as promised.The intercourse of the gentlemen did not arouse suspicion, and the duke received him kindly on the first day, and was rarely seen thereafter.The housekeepers and servants in the manor all respected Vincent, which was rare. Although Vincent was the only heir, the Duke was still alive and in good health after all.

The Duchess doesn't like Rhystown.Although they have a magnificent castle, they are obviously far from London. "This damn country doesn't even have any nice jewelry!" She flipped through her jewelry box angrily. The gems inside reflected the dazzling light, but the style was already very old. "I want to go back! Go back to London! Or go to Paris." The Duchess yelled at her son.Vincent listened to her vent for a while without making a sound, then leaned forward and left the back of the chair, showing some impatience.

The Duchess closed her mouth in a little fear.

"Be quiet." Vincent didn't have much respect for the woman who gave birth to him, and the relationship between them was more indifferent than that between ordinary noble mothers and children. "None of us will go back until William is on the throne."

After William succeeded to the throne, he did not plan to go back.

"Well," the Duchess conceded unhappily, "for William's sake."

Edward was reading in the study.The fire was burning brightly, and the room was very warm, and Edward sat by the fire, drowsy from the heat.Vincent pushed open the door, and saw Edward leaning on the chair crookedly, a book slipping from his hand gradually.

He quickly stepped forward to catch the book, and put it on the small table next to him.Edward opened his eyes in a daze, and got a long and delicate kiss.

It's like they've been in love for ten years.

"What are you looking at?" Vincent knelt on the ground on one knee, holding Edward's face in his hands, like holding a drop of dew that was about to fall from the tip of a leaf.He was slightly shorter than Edward, so he looked up at him slightly, with focused and deep eyes.

"Oh," Edward recalled, squinting, "a love story, I forgot the name."

"Is their love charming?"

"Yes." Edward replied quickly, and then hooked Vincent's neck with a smile, "But now, do you want to continue asking?"

【Get on the bus~tid=27126】