Chapter 261

At that moment, Abigail hated Philip.

She wasn't his daughter, so she could see where he was coming from, and she could even maintain a neutral relationship with him now because he had raised her for more than twenty years. However, Emma was his own daughter!

When he was getting ready to escape, had he thought about the consequences Emma would face?

Who was the most important person to his man?

Was it Abigail's mother, Adeline?

No!

Abigail felt that Adeline was just something Philip held onto because he couldn't get her. If Adeline had stayed and spent her days with Philip, he wouldn't have been haunted by her for so many years, even in his restless sleep.

This was the evil of the human heart, and it was best if he could never obtain her.

There was a tragic yet murderous aura all over Abigail.

At that moment, she even thought that Emma was lucky to be dead, for she wouldn't have to witness the coldness Philip held toward her. She wouldn't have to see herself being abandoned by her family. In a sense, she was free.

The police knew they shouldn't say much about it, so they left.

Then, Abigail sent Addison a message.

"Where did Philip go? Get our people to tell him that Emma died. She died saving me from Sasha, who stabbed her."

Abigail was betting—she was betting on the last sense of humanity left in Philip.

If he was still concerned about his daughter, he would definitely come back. Regardless of what he had plotted, he would never be able to escape from justice as long as he came back.

However, if Philip doesn't return…

Abigail didn't want to continue that thought.

Seeing Abigail so sullen, Greg had the urge to kill Sasha and tear her to pieces.

"I'll go and kill that woman."

"No, she'd suffer more when she's alive compared to when she's dead."

There was a look of anger in Abigail's eyes.

"Emma was her favorite daughter, and also the daughter she loved with all her heart. However, she died at her hands. It doesn't matter if she went crazy or not, but I don't want her to. I want her to remember this incident for the rest of her life, and I want her to remember how Emma looked when she died. I want her to remember at all times that she had killed her own daughter!"

Such was feeling murderous.

Abigail didn't care about fighting Sasha before this, not because of the lack of hatred, but because she didn't want to be involved in violence and blood. However, Sasha obviously hadn't caught her gist.

Death?

It won't come easy!

be in constant suffering while she's

saw Abigail's serious look, he swallowed the words he was about

hue by

Emma's

those three days, Philip never appeared. Instead, Abigail received news from Addison that Philip had stowed away to the nation of

lost

was no humanity left in Philip. It didn't matter if it were his only daughter, nor did it matter if Emma loved him. He still

for Emma's body

there was a layer of

about her looks, but now she lay there as pale as a sheet. She would no longer

used to think it annoying when Emma cried, but

This was her family!

family, where blood was

end, she had to be the one to hold a funeral

cosmetologist to make Emma presentable. Then, she took out her phone and took a photo of Emma before sending people

very simple, and not many people attended.

had no reason to attend Emma's funeral based on her status and position, but since she saved

Abigail paid for it. It should be

She also let her children see Emma off, telling them that if it weren't for their aunt, she would be the

Emma, so she whispered, "I'm sorry, Aunt Emma. I shouldn't have talked to you like that.

was upset as well, and she

went back to Allie's Garden and went to sleep after a shower. She didn't even bother about

shaken Abigail considerably, so he sent the children

well, and even the mischievous

and if Greg hadn't tested for her breaths, he would've

he let out a sigh

feeling? Any

"No."

was feeling fresh, and her

"Where are the children?"

have nothing to do at home. They might even make a fuss,

Abigail, feeling a little

me. No matter what it is,

for a while. When she saw the stubble growing on Greg's chin and the black circles under his eyes, she knew that he had been so worried

my energy, so of course I'd

"Yeah, I haven't."

Greg nodded.

that case, take a nap right now. I'll stay with

from Abigail's words, but he was still

shoes and got into bed. He held Abigail in his arms and took in the scent

Abigail knew that Greg was sleeping lightly. He would

a fragrance for Greg. The smell

away and

breeze on her face. It was chilly, but she

to visit him before he escaped, she could more or less guess the reason

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