The Secret Heir's Return to Wealth and Love novel Chapter 1666

Kelly's eyes popped out of her head.

"Kick the Shields family out and if they show up again, shoo them away. No need to inform me." Erica said, turning to Larkin, "Let's go."

Larkin nodded.

"Erica!" Calvert called out frantically, "Talk to me. Just the two of us."

Erica looked at Calvert.

Once upon a time, he treated her as his daughter.

But...

Erica shook her head, "No need."

With that, Erica ignored Calvert, grabbed Larkin's hand, and left the hall.

Orval stayed. Arms folded, he ordered the guards and servants to escort the Shields family out.

Erica looked down at her toes, "Kelly wasn't lying earlier. When I was little, I did lie to others, saying that I was her mom's biological daughter."

If there was one thing Erica felt most guilty about towards her mother, it would be that.

When Erica was three, her mother suffered from severe depression and could no longer take care of her.

Her mother entrusted her to the Shields family, while she went for treatment, only seeing her once a month.

The incident happened a month before Erica's mother passed away.

At school, a kid bullied Erica, calling her a bastard.

Erica was scared, so the lie just slipped out.

From that day on, when Erica saw her mother again, all that was left of her was her ashes, no words left behind.

Even now, whenever Erica thought about it, she firmly believed that her mother's death was the result of her lie.

Erica looked at him, sensing loneliness from him.

"Did your teacher get mad when you quit being a monk? Did he hit you?" Erica asked.

Larkin obviously didn't expect Erica to ask that. He subconsciously squeezed her hand, "My teacher is a wise man. He asked why I wanted to leave. I told him I understood love. He had me kneel for three days, then agreed."

"Does he know about our marriage?" Erica didn't see any monks at their wedding.

Larkin shook his head.

"When I left, my teacher told me to not return or contact him now that I'm back to worldly life."

Tears welled up in Larkin's eyes.

He followed his teacher since he was three until he became an adult.

To him, his teacher was like his parent.