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

scanned her son, feeling as though

had been too weak to even speak from his bed. And now, not only was he alright, but

examining Tammie

“Look

skinny, but it was

sickly young man

Baily, a man not easily moved, found himself wiping

toll, although he never showed

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

his fertility in an accident

Tammie were gone, their line would

her hands clasped together fervently, knelt and prayed, “Blessings! It must be a blessing! Thank

of Ms. Yeager’s

pulled Paulina to his side, “If Paulina hadn’t insisted I take Ms. Yeager’s medicine, I

I’m so sorry! I nearly hurt you, Paulina. Can you forgive me? I promise I’ll

was filled with shame and

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