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!

in constant

he swallowed the words he was about

in a dark hue by

by Emma's body

Philip never appeared. Instead, Abigail received news from

lost

his only daughter, nor

body

freezing cold, there was a

her looks, but now she lay there as pale as a sheet. She

used to think it annoying when Emma cried, but she just

This was her family!

own family, where blood was thicker than

the one to hold a

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

not many people attended. Abigail and Greg were the only

funeral based on her status and position, but since

paid for it.

never said anything throughout the process. She also let her children see Emma off, telling them that if

disrespectful she had been toward Emma, so she whispered, "I'm sorry, Aunt Emma. I shouldn't have talked

as well, and she remained silent as she held Alissa's

Abigail went back to Allie's Garden and went to sleep after a shower. She

Abigail considerably, so

unusually quiet as well, and

slept for an entire day, and if Greg hadn't tested

Abigail wake up, he let out a

you feeling? Any

"No."

her head. She was feeling

"Where are the children?"

at home. They might even make a fuss, so they'd be

a little worried at

do something? Don't hide it from me. No matter what it is, as long as it's your wish, I'll do it

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 for her that he

feel terrible all of a sudden. I used up all my energy, so of course I'd sleep longer. You haven't

"Yeah, I haven't."

Greg nodded.

take a nap right now. I'll stay

but he was still glad that she would accompany

bed. He held Abigail in his arms and took in the scent of

would

The smell was refreshing, but it also aided

Greg's arm away and walked out of

breeze on her face.

was still uncertain why Philip would ask her to visit him before he

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