From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 118

Janet gazed at Jonah’s retreating figure and let out a heavy sigh.

Jonah had so much going for him, if only he weren’t so hopelessly devoted!

Unfortunately, he had given his heart to the wrong person. Carole wasn’t worth his unwavering loyalty.

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

“Madam, Edna Fletcher is here.”

At the mere mention of the name, Janet’s face brightened and she promptly bee–lined for the living room.

“Edna.”

“Janet.” Edna walked in, carrying a thermos. “I’ve made you some bone broth, with some herbs for wellness. You should drink it while it’s hot.”

Edna was 39 but looked after herself so well that she could pass for a woman in her early twenties. With her radiant beauty and graceful demeanor, she was always seen with a polite smile, never seeming to get upset about anything.

Edna and Jonah had grown up together, childhood sweethearts through and through.

She had always had a special place in her heart for Jonah.

Their families had even verbally agreed to a marriage between them when they were both children.

But it was a case of unrequited love.

When Edna found out that Jonah had forsaken her for a woman as plain as they come, she married a suitable man in a fit of pique.

in a car accident not long after they wed.

Edna

always felt guilty about it and believed their family had wronged Edna. If

Edna didn’t remarry. She waited for Jonah, which made Janet very fond of her. She

you shouldn’t have troubled yourself.”

and handed it to Janet, “Nonsense,

I can do.”

the bowl and tasted the broth, “By the way, where’s

Edna’s daughter,

her husband’s death, Edna chose

smiled, “Darleen started school

Janet nodded.

passed away when I was young, and I’ve always seen you as my mother. There’s something I’m not

There’s no need for

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No matter what happened back then, that child is still part of the Lindsay family. Can you bear to let

mother, I know how hard it is for a woman to raise a child alone. Please, forgive

fooled by Carole. Do you think I’m heartless? If that child was

had a tradition of

and three great–grandsons, but not a single granddaughter. She had always dreamed

granddaughter out there, she was over the moon.

all her excitement

“What do you

sighed, “That child isn’t