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

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

but the atmosphere was colored in a dark hue by the loss of life. Hence, the celebratory meal was canceled

by Emma's body for

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

she lost the

it were his only daughter, nor did it matter if Emma loved him. He still

body to be brought

of the freezing cold, there was a

but now she lay there as pale as a sheet. She would no longer

but she just wished that Emma would call her name

This was her family!

blood was thicker

to be the one to

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

people attended. Abigail and Greg

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

had picked out the cemetery, and Abigail paid for it. It should be a good place for

never said anything throughout the process. She also let her children see Emma off, telling them that if it weren't for their aunt,

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

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

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

this incident had shaken Abigail considerably,

and even the mischievous Alissa had quietened down a

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

he

you feeling? Any

"No."

She was feeling fresh, and her energy had recovered

"Where are the children?"

might even make a fuss, so they'd be

gazed at Abigail, feeling a little worried at her

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

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 hadn't had any proper rest over the

all of a sudden. I used up all my energy, so of course I'd sleep

"Yeah, I haven't."

Greg nodded.

take a nap right now. I'll stay with

Abigail's words, but he was still glad that she would accompany him

got into bed. He held Abigail in his arms and took in the scent of her hair, falling

knew that Greg was sleeping lightly. He would probably wake up if

The smell was refreshing, but it also aided in

and walked out of the

opened the window and felt the fresh breeze on her face. It was chilly,

uncertain why Philip would ask her to visit him before he escaped, she could more or less guess the

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