“I was the one who collected the ashes. If I had known, I would’ve scooped up more so even if some spilled, there’d still be plenty left.”
“How is any of this your fault?”
Ethan patted her head indulgently before turning to me with disdain.
“She didn’t even take care of her own mother’s body, and now she’s using her death to extort the hospital.
You went out of your way to bring her the ashes, and instead of being grateful, she blames you.
A daughter like that—no wonder her mother died early!”
My chest burned with fury.
This was beyond absurd.
This was clearly a medical malpractice case, caused entirely by Lily’s mistake.
But Ethan had abandoned all sense of right and wrong to protect his mistress.
“Don’t say that, Dr. Walker. Mrs. Reed is probably just emotional because her mom just died,”
Lily said softly, pouting and playfully covering Ethan’s mouth.
A tenderness flashed across Ethan’s eyes—one I had never seen before.
Seeing it felt like a knife to the heart.
“Mrs. Reed, life and death are fate. It’s better to let Mrs. Walker be laid to rest quickly.
Otherwise, her remains might end up scattered even more.”
Lily blinked innocently as she handed the ashes toward me again.