But for Jaxson to actually ask about her husband? That was unexpected.
Because Phoebe's husband didn't exist.
Back when she had taken Edward abroad for treatment, they met a fellow patient's family on the plane.
Both fathers' dying wish was to see their children settle down.
So, standing beside those hospital beds, Phoebe and the other patient's son agreed to pretend to be together.
Shortly after, both men passed away, and she had long since lost contact with the guy.
As for her marital status, it was just a lie of convenience. To the outside world, she was a happily married woman.
Because that was when she had Lily.
In this society, a married woman whose husband was useless and absent was met with sympathy.
But an unwed mother who couldn't name the father? She would be crucified by vicious rumors.
Phoebe didn't care what anyone said about her, but she absolutely refused to let her daughter grow up under the toxic scrutiny of society.
Even if he was nothing more than a ghost, Lily needed a father on paper.
And no matter what happened, Phoebe would never let Jaxson find out about Lily's existence.
If a family like the Hayes dynasty discovered Lily, would they mercilessly rip her away from Phoebe, or would they subject the two of them to endless humiliation and neglect the child?
Anything was possible.
Lily was a girl. Even if they forcefully claimed custody, the Hayes family wouldn't value her.
Phoebe had seen enough ruthless aristocratic custody battles to know the truth. The thought alone was a suffocating thorn in her chest.
Whatever Jaxson's motives were, she didn't care.
She only cared about her daughter.
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The Hayes Estate.
Holding a massive, stunning bouquet of roses, Jaxson shoved them unceremoniously toward Eleanor Hayes, who was waiting at the dining table.



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