Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 810

Maybe Chandler was mistaken; he shouldn't have made things hard for Helen.

"You go ahead first. I'll join you for dinner later," Chandler said calmly.

This was a positive development. Chandler's willingness to dine together suggested he no longer intended to distance himself from Helen.

"Alright, I'll ask Madam Moore to prepare some of your favorite dishes," Helen replied.

With a faint smile, she walked into the neighboring yard.

Chandler sighed heavily, observing Helen's slender figure vanish into the distance.

What was he actually worried about? After all, he understood Helen better than anyone else.

Helen had much on her mind, but when it came to love, Chandler was the one she truly cherished. Wasn't that sufficient?

Chandler tried to reassure himself once more. As he turned back toward the house and caught sight of Shawn and Ambrose, his anger seemed to dissipate.

However, when dinner began, Chandler couldn't muster a smile.

Throughout the meal, Shawn exuded the demeanor of a prospective son-in-law of the Boston family. He was eloquent and charming, captivating everyone at the table.

Toward the end of the meal, he took a bottle of muscle-building pills and several containers of energy supplements from his bag and passed them to Cameron.

"Since you're Helen's family, you're like family to me as well. Skip the gym; it's not worth the effort. With these supplements and a solid diet, you'll have a six-pack in less than two weeks!"

Cameron's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm as he eagerly accepted the gifts.

Turning to Melody, Shawn presented a specially formulated face mask. "Mrs. Boston, I couldn't help but notice you seem a bit tired. Is it because you've been worried about Helen? It pains me to see that.

Shawn glanced at him, playfully throwing his hands up. "Sorry, mate, I'm fresh out."

"Fresh out?" Ambrose asked skeptically. "I saw plenty more in that bag of yours!"

"Those don't suit you," Shawn replied with a hint of condescension in his tone.

"Oh, come on! If you don't want to share, just say it!" Ambrose retorted, briefly turning his face away before fixing a serious gaze on Shawn.

"All this sweet talk and flattery—do you really think you're going to marry into this family? The real contender is right here. Why put on such a show?"

Ambrose had noticed Chandler's dissatisfaction brewing for a while. With Shawn treating him differently, Chandler's rebellion was no surprise.

Perhaps it was time for Chandler to assert his rightful authority.