A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 109

Yvan thought she had temporarily calmed down as he watched her return to her room and quietly lie down, but little did he know, it was all an act – a pretense of tranquility in the aftermath of the storm.

When Yvan left for the office, Matilda took matters into her own hands, handling her discharge. She cleaned herself up, tended to her wounds, and applied her makeup with a frightening level of composure.

It was like the last surge of energy in someone on the brink of death.

Matilda left the hospital in a hurry, picking up a cake on her way home. Upon arriving, she tidied the entire house and then prepared a spread of dishes, placing the cake in the center with candles on top.

She watched silently as the candles burned down. As if the flames were a metaphor for her own life flickering away.

Staring at the candle, Matilda whispered softly after a long while, “Gideon, happy birthday. I’m sorry I couldn’t celebrate with you, and now, your life is forever frozen at 27.”

Matilda didn’t cry. She sat down to eat, then cut a piece of cake, setting it aside for Logan. She knew that if Logan realized he had missed his uncle’s birthday, he would throw a tantrum for a slice of cake. But Matilda couldn’t bring herself to deliver it to the Boyd family for Logan; she couldn’t face Yvan anymore.

pain and hatred within her, turning her into a devil.

eventual screaming, it seemed as if she

immense, tidal pain crashed over her, leaving her most

despair wasn’t wailing or thrashing about–it was this deadly stillness.

lips were too heavy. Eventually, she sank back into the couch, burying her head in her

for her phone, only to remember it had smashed on the doorstep of the

leave the house. She went to a nearby phone store, randomly selected a model, and got a new number.

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and dialed the

came through colder than usual. “Who is this?” he inquired.

mind before she finally spoke,