When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 455 Mom’s Back and She’s Loud

Chapter 455 Mom’s Back and She’s Loud

Natalie quickly jumped up to ease the tension.

“Mom, what are you doing out of bed? The doctor said you need more rest, and-”

“Natalie, sit down.”

Ruby’s voice carried a force that filled the room.

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Natalie froze mid–sentence. She opened her mouth to say more, but Flynn tugged her sleeve, pulling her back down beside him.

“Flynn, what’s going on?” she whispered.

“Quiet. Don’t say a word.”

Flynn seemed almost too familiar with this kind of situation.

Natalie hadn’t been home long, so she had no idea how to handle it; she decided it was safer to just listen to her brother. Waylon, seeing Ruby approach, instinctively tried to step back.

“Stand right there! Waylon, I dare you to take one more step!”

Ruby’s fury burned so hot it seemed to reach the ceiling. That trash. He’s been lying to me all these years!

witnessing her years of depression and near–suicidal despair, he had almost forgotten that Ruby had once been fierce–a woman who loved and

this again made his

you want to hit me, yell at me–whatever you

voice cracked, eyes

He was right–it had been

gone gray; all her senses had dulled until

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trembling words, she felt as if she’d stepped

saying that will make me forgive you. Waylon, you’d better explain yourself right now. Where is my

by the ear, and

down to appease her, wincing as he begged for mercy. “Ow, ow, my dear–take it easy! The kids are right here; can

decided to send him away? Fine, sending him off to serve the country I can understand! But you lied to me–you staged a fake car accident! You made me

eyes flushed red with

Flynn shook his head sharply, signaling her to

my older brother’s name.

The

even think about how his children were reacting. The

that research institute her whole life–I don’t even know what she looks like now. If you’d known Moses was still alive, you would’ve spent your whole life waiting for him, hoping he’d come home; but he

for who? That’s my son! My son! You just planted a seed; I carried him for ten months and nearly died giving birth to him! What right did you have to keep me from knowing if he was alive or dead? Even if I could never see him again, at least I’d know he was alive in this world–that he was serving his country–and I would’ve been proud! Waylon, you scumbag! What right did you have to keep that

voice broke into a sob as she pounded her fists against his