Chapter 139

The door to the hospital room received two soft knocks before being gently pushed open.

It wasn’t a stranger who entered, but Sullivan’s mother, Camilla

Despite the late hour, Camilla looked impeccable, dressed in elegant designer clothes and jewelry that spoke of her noble bearing Sullivan watched her silently. His long fingers were still holding a photograph.

Camilla paused at the doorway, her gaze falling on the photo between his fingers. As a mother, she had an innate sense of what was on her son’s mind.

She turned to her attendant and said, “Zoe, wait outside for me, please.”

Sensing the tension, Zoe quickly exited, closing the door behind her.

Camilla watched the door close, then gracefully walked over to the sofa and sat down. Her heart had grown cold a long time ago, much like the steel of a fishmonger’s knife, honed by years of betrayal and disappointment. Under the harsh light, her features appeared slightly stern.

drinking and that she ended up fighting with you,

gaze was inscrutable.

Is it because you’re guilty? Because you don’t dare to make these demands of her? Because deep down, you know

photograph in

her expression twisted with anger. She laughed coldly, “You found out? So you feel sorry for her now? But remember, regardless of your sympathies, she’s now the lady of the Lowry family. She needs to act the part, not fraternize with riffraff, dragging the Lowry name through

stared at his mother, noting her unrepentant demeanor, his voice icy, “No matter her faults, wasn’t she the one you handpicked for me? Because I wanted to marry Cressida, you schemed to have Megan marry me instead. What did she do

slightly at the

Camilla simply sneered.

son was

was crumbling, she might as well tear

stock, had an artist for a mother, a father of impeccable character,

voice, “You seem to forget she was only 20

her son with a twisted

coming back to her, night after night, for

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