Chapter 727

Mable's heart ached as Blair gave her the cold shoulder. She gripped his hand even tighter. "I'm sorry, Blair. I thought you—" Blair interrupted Mable, "You thought I was going to kill Spike?" Mable swallowed her words and apologized, "I'm sorry." Blair stared at Mable briefly and then said, “How can we walk hand in hand through the next few decades if you don’t trust me?" She raised her head and stared blankly at Blair. His face appeared blurry under the dim light. His unfathomable black eyes were fixed on her, shrouded in a layer of coldness. Mable knew he had a point. Trust was essential between husband and wife. Suspicion and doubt could fracture even the strongest bond. Mable recalled the misunderstandings they had experienced, all stemming from their lack of trust in each other. She wanted to avoid repeating those mistakes. Mable buried her face in Blair's chest, avoiding eye contact. "I'm sorry, Blair. I promise I won't doubt you anymore.” Mable felt a mixture of s