Chapter 115

Hearing that, I was momentarily speechless but quickly pieced together the reason..

Christine furrowed her brows in confusion, looking at me, and whispered, “Bryant suddenly changed his ways?”

“No.” I watched Margaret escorted away by the security, slightly pursing my lips. “He’s just feeling guilty, wanting to make amends.”

Timothy’s passing hit Bryant hard. Despite being Timothy’s favorite grandkid, he wasn’t there in his last moments. Moreover, he pissed Timothy off on the very day Timothy passed. How could he not feel guilty, regretful, and self-blaming?

And his way of showing it was to honor Timothy’s wish, making me a lifelong Mrs. Ferguson.

It had nothing to do with me.

After the funeral, I returned to the Ferguson Mansion, joining Gary in sorting through Timothy’s belongings.

frequently used. Each piece I held gave

sure Timothy had his medication in his pocket the

me make sure, especially with the weather turning colder, I’d check every morning to ensure Timothy had his medicine.” After answering, Gary looked

can’t quite put my finger on it.” I

I

Margaret, her reasoning made sense. In that

my intuition told me it wasn’t that simple. Yet, without evidence, relying solely on. intuition felt insufficient. And I wasn’t sure

of the servants come across a

confirming, “No, anything belonging to Timothy, they

an eye out. The bottle is small. We could

I carefully handled Timothy’s possessions,

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anything.

was left by those who’d passed,

up a bracelet. “Gary, may I take this? I want to keep

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