Not One, But Two!

Chapter 261

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 suffering

Abigail's serious look, he swallowed the words he

in a dark hue by the loss of life. Hence, the celebratory

stayed by Emma's

news from Addison that Philip had stowed away to the

she lost the

his only daughter, nor did it matter if

Emma's body to be

was a layer of frost

about her looks, but now she lay there as pale as a

Emma cried, but she just wished that

This was her family!

family, where blood

the one to hold

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

people attended. Abigail and Greg were the

on her status

and Abigail paid for it. It should be

said anything throughout the process. She also let her children see Emma off, telling them that if it weren't for their aunt, she would be the one lying in the

she whispered, "I'm sorry, Aunt

and she remained silent as

Garden and

considerably, so he sent the children to their

as well, and even the mischievous Alissa had quietened down

if Greg hadn't tested

saw Abigail wake up, he let out

are you feeling? Any discomfort

"No."

She was feeling fresh, and her energy had recovered

"Where are the children?"

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

gazed at Abigail, feeling a

No matter what

gaze froze 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 for her that he hadn't had any proper rest

all of a sudden. I used up all my energy, so of course I'd sleep longer. You haven't rested properly these few days,

"Yeah, I haven't."

Greg nodded.

a nap

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

arms and took in

Greg was sleeping lightly. He would probably wake up

lit a fragrance for Greg. The smell was refreshing, but

Greg's arm away and

balcony, she opened the window and felt the fresh breeze on

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

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