Chapter 115

Hearing that, I was momentarily speechless but quickly pieced together the reason..

Christine furrowed her brows in confusion, looking at me, and whispered, “Bryant suddenly changed his ways?”

“No.” I watched Margaret escorted away by the security, slightly pursing my lips. “He’s just feeling guilty, wanting to make amends.”

Timothy’s passing hit Bryant hard. Despite being Timothy’s favorite grandkid, he wasn’t there in his last moments. Moreover, he pissed Timothy off on the very day Timothy passed. How could he not feel guilty, regretful, and self-blaming?

And his way of showing it was to honor Timothy’s wish, making me a lifelong Mrs. Ferguson.

It had nothing to do with me.

After the funeral, I returned to the Ferguson Mansion, joining Gary in sorting through Timothy’s belongings.

The servants had gone through them once, leaving behind the clothes and items Timothy frequently used. Each piece I held gave me the illusion that Timothy hadn’t left us.

are you sure Timothy had his medication in

the weather turning colder, I’d check every morning to ensure Timothy had his

finger on it.” I shook my head.

I

sense. In that day’s chaos, something could have fallen out.

relying solely on. intuition felt insufficient. And I wasn’t sure if my

the servants come across a dropped

before confirming, “No, anything

“I’ll keep an eye out. The bottle is small. We could have missed

Timothy’s possessions,

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anything.

by those who’d passed, once gone, was gone forever.

“Gary, may I take

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