Chapter 149

• (Edward Harrington's POV)
• I returned home with a sad heart. Eleanor was sipping the nutritious soup prepared for her by Amelia Carter. She was delighted when she saw me arrive and soon directed Amelia to bring me a bowl of soup.
• I did not have the urge to drink soup. I was driven from Oliver Whitfield's villa by James. The food and toys I bought for James were cleaned and thrown away by him as well. My son was small, but he was so clear about right and wrong. He knew in his little heart that I had become a great demon. He could not forgive me at all.