Chapter 451 Mom, Please Don’t Scare Me

Chapter 451 Mom, Please Don’t Scare Me

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Natalie didn’t know much about depression, but she did know that people who suffered from it tended to be in poor spirits. The thought that Ruby had fallen into such a state because of her left a bitter ache in Natalie’s chest.

“Dad, Flynn, I’m going to check on Mom. Maybe seeing me back home will cheer her up; I heard that a patient’s emotions really matter when it comes to depression.”

“That’s what Flynn and I were thinking too. But we’re not sure if she’s awake yet–go check on her, and if she’s still asleep, just let her be for now.”

“Got it.”

Natalie smiled and nodded.

She finished the apple in her hand, then grabbed a handful of chips before getting up.

“Dad, Flynn, I’ll go see Mom first.”

She bounded up the stairs, light on her feet.

Watching her go, Waylon couldn’t help but see the image of his bright, eighteen–year–old daughter again; his lips curved into a faint smile.

“Flynn,” he murmured, “may Natalie stay this happy forever.”

“She will, Dad! She’s a daughter of the Stone family; we’ll do everything in our power to make sure she lives a life full of happiness.“.


Flynn’s eyes reddened again.

Natalie felt an unfamiliar lightness spreading through her. All she wanted was to see Ruby and tell her she was doing fine.

No matter what she had gone through in the Summers family–no matter if her childhood had been unhappy–there was no need for Ruby to know.

all, Ruby had already suffered enough

for her mother. She only hoped Ruby could let go of the

reached the door of the upstairs bedroom, she

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called softly, but

“Mom?”


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no answer, she gently pushed

window was wide open, and the curtains fluttered

forward to close it—but

Ruby lying unconscious

“Mom!”

once, only to see the pitiful state

hit; clumps of hair had been torn out; and

chest tightened painfully. All these years, I’ve suffered… but has Mom ever had a

of believing she had killed her own child–no one

Ruby

how light her mother felt—she barely


on the bed, she realized how frail she’d become, her body was skin and bone,

seemed to hang

didn’t know what

toward the living room downstairs, “Dad! Flynn! Mom’s fainted–she doesn’t look good! Should we call the

and ran upstairs, while Flynn

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