Chapter 111

There stood a figure at the doorway, all too familiar. it had to be no one other than Tammie.

Tammie was alive! He was perfectly fine! There he stood, as if nothing had ever happened.

Was this some sort of illusion?

After all, Tammie had been bedridden for nearly a year.

Luna’s hand, hidden in the sleeve of her blouse, clenched into a fist, her face ghostly pale.

Hadn’t Tammie passed away? Had Anthea cured him? How was that possible?

Anthea was considered a good–for–nothing, wasn’t she?

Luna had seen that prescription Anthea concocted last time, which was useless for Tammie’s condition.

What in the world was going on?

Tammie took steps forward and knelt before the couple, “Mom and Dad! I’ve caused you so much worry.”

Only then did the reality sink in for the couple. They collapsed to the floor, embracing Tammie, “Tammie! Is that really you?”

holding Tammie in their arms that Baily and Wilma could believe

alright?” Wilma scanned her son, feeling as though she was

from his bed. And now, not

was equally incredulous, examining Tammie

and spun around, “Look at me,

was clear his spirit was high.

was the sickly young man

moved, found himself

Tammie’s illness had taken a toll, although he never showed it,

all, Tammie was the only heir to the Black family fortune.

lost his fertility in

were gone, their line would end.

hands clasped together fervently, knelt and prayed, “Blessings! It must be a blessing! Thank the Lord! Thank you for giving my

helping her up, “I got better because of Ms. Yeager’s medicine. What does it have to

side, “If Paulina hadn’t insisted I take Ms. Yeager’s medicine, I might have given up

her eyes, “My dear girl! I was wrong. I’m so sorry!

was filled with shame and

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