Chapter 602

Elspeth’s heart quivered with excruciating pain as she faced her daughter’s heart wrenching questions.

Yes, she despised Thaddeus, but she had to admit that he was genuinely kind to Marilla. Even she, Marilla’s own mother, couletett compare to that kindness.

Now, looking back, her hatred for Thaddeus seemed to diminish

But what could she do? Elspeth could only choose one path, and Cynthia, her enemy, was the one Frederic had chosen for her After a long pause, Elspeth finally spoke in a faint voice, “Back then, I was already carrying your sister I wanted to secure a sti for myself, to give my child a good life, a promising future”

“You got what you wanted. Dad accepted you, and your goals. were met. But why did you have to kill Thaddeus Thaddeus never despised me or treated me coldly because I am your daughter And Evadon They treated me like their own sister, the care and love that I never experienced. It all came from them! They were my benefactors. How could you be so cruel?

Marilla wasn’t naive, she knew of her mother’s selfishness and understood the indifference she was shown

She even felt deeply inferior and quilty

She hated herself for not being as healthy as her sister, for not being a boy Maybe then, her grandfather would have accepted her mother, and her mother wouldn’t have to tread on thin ice at home, focusing her entire being on securing her position, living days filled with pretense and scheming

But she never imagined that her mother, for her own selfish desires, would resort to murder!

“If my good days were bought with someone else’s blood, I’d rather have never come into this world. Id rather give up the identity. of Ms. Abernathy” Marilla’s eyes reddened her fingers clenched tight, as she trembled wolently in Jareth’s embrace

don’t

chin resting on the top of her heart as he gently sneither t “Honey, didn’t we agree? No matter what we discuss, you shouldnt get

ewarmth of Jareth’s

above my class. As a child. I had enough of poverty, the endless supply of nearly expired food, the never–ending hand–me–down clothes. It made me feel so inferior, I never held my head high in front of others Later, I was discovered and entered the entertainment industry I climbed up with all my might

know what kind of

grievances, Jareth’s eyes reddened with anger rather than sympathy “Mrs Winter and the unrecognized Thaddeus lived in a chaotic stum for five whole years! She was too weak to work, and it was five year old Thad who shouldered the family’s burden, preventing them from starving! All Mrs. Winter wanted was a life free from hunger Even after Frederic took her back to the Abernathy family even though you were the mistress, she never thought of fighting you for status it was you Insatiable and discontent, who for your own ends, killed an innocent and kind wornan, almost leading to Thaddeus’s death! Elspeth, even if you are Manilla’s mother, I must say this. Your death was divine retribution, it was what you deserved Manilla looked at Elspeth’s tear–soaked, pale face, her heart torn

concern, “Jareth, you will be good to Marilla, won’t

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gaze solid and unwavering. “Marilla will

one else.

“Good”

a gift from me. I have some

represented the day she entered the Abernathy

a source of pride, now meaningless to

need it.” Marilla shook

she doesn’t need to bring any dowry Jareth’s gaze was icy as he coldly refused.

visiting time is over” The

clenched, her fingers pressed against the glass curled

“Goodbye, Mom.”

slowly stood up, and Jareth wrapped his arm around her waist, the pair turning to walk towards

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