Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 260 Can't Tolerate

Chapter 260 Can't Tolerate

I had just returned Philippa to her room when a shrill male voice pierced through the air-it was unmistakably Harper.

What had Carter done to him?

Philippa tensed up immediately when she heard the voice. "Zoey, your uncle...

I cut her off, stepping in front of her. "Mom, you've spent your whole life being exploited by the Wilchen Do you want to keep living like this? You treat them like family, but all they do is take from you. Are people like that even worth calling family anymore?" Philippa hesitated, falling silent.

"In the past you stayed because of Grandma. But Carter's already made sure Grandma is safe and from them. You don't have any ties to the Wilchers anymore. Don't forget who's responsible for the pain and suffering you've endured all these years. Just now, if I hadn't stopped him, that so-called father of yours was about to hit you-even knowing you're pregnant!"

Tears welled up in her eyes, and I continued my voice firm. It's completely unfair. Just because you're a woman, does that mean you deserve to suffer like this? He gave you life, and you repaid him by supporti the Wilchers for so many years. Without you, they'd have gone bankrupt a long time ago. Mom, you deserve to live for yourself at least once in your life. If you don't, by the time you're on your deathbed you'll only regret it."

I guided her to sit down and poured her a glass of water. Here, have some water and calm down."

Philippa nodded, taking the glass. "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Mom, trust me I'd never do anything to harm you. Everything I'm doing is for your good"

Philippa suddenly gripped my wrist tightly, her expression unreadable. "Why are you being so good to me?"

I froze, taken aback by the unexpected question. Philippa's tone carried a deeper meaning

"You're my mom. Who else would I treat well if not you?"

She gazed into my eyes as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she stayed silent.

her gently, "Just focus on taking care of yourself and the baby. Don't worry bout anything else I'll

check on what's happening downstairs. I'm worried Carter might

me away was a elear sign-he didn't want me witnessing the

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the comer. From my vantage point, I

hung

ground, his left hand pinned under Damian's boot. In his other hand, Damian held a knife, its blade gleaming menacingly

hand, isn't it?" Damian

screamed, "What are you doing to my husband? Let him go! This is too much! I'll call the

bodyguards hurled her aside with brutal

the leg of a table, and

trait-they were swift and merciless, without distinction for

whimpered on the ground,

whimpered on the ground, Damian raised the knife. Benjamin stepped forward in desperation, pleading, "Mr. Bolton, this was our mistake. I apologize on

once

indifferently on Benjamin, his lips curling into a cold, detached smirk. "Who do you think you are?" he

not utter a

was about to act, Carter raised a hand,

hope lit Harper's eyes. "Mr. Bolton, I

spoke again, his tone chilling. This knife is

one of the maids, who had been frozen

never imagined that the once reserved and gentlemanly Carter could

one who only showed his restraint when he was with me. Carter glanced at the maid, his voice calm and unhurried. "You're making soup, right? Check the stove. Don't let the Celebration Dinner be delayed. Oh, and Zoey likes something sweet. Prepare some mango sorbet." 2/3 "Yes, sir. Right away," the maid stammered, terrified. She couldn't believe how Carter could casually order desserts while directing such violent acts. Not wanting to get involved, she hurried off