I didn’t spare her a glance and turned to head downstairs. But Edward chased after me, anxiously explaining himself over and over.
Watching his desperate expression, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of mockery in my heart.
To pave the way for Florence, he had humiliated me at my father’s funeral. Now, he had cost my mother her life. Having finally gotten what he wanted, who was he pretending for now?
"Don't worry, I'm not that unreasonable. I won’t interfere in the Granville Family's business. I was just on my way to the hospital and stopped by to see you. Since you're busy, I'll get going."
He let out a sigh of relief and personally walked me downstairs to see me off.
But on the way to the hospital, my phone rang. It was the doctor. He told me that my mother had just taken her last breath.
I slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a sudden stop by the roadside. Anger and disappointment tangled together in my chest, surging uncontrollably.
After a long struggle, I turned the car around and headed back to the Thornton Family home to pack up my mother’s belongings.
Just as I finished sorting through the boxes, Florence suddenly appeared before me.