I noticed that she came over with a bouquet of white chrysanthemums.
Chrysanthemums had always been a symbol of mourning for the dead.
Noticing my gaze, she quickly apologized. "Sorry, I came in a hurry and the flower shop only has chrysanthemums left. Don't mind it."
"By the way ... Mr. Davis, can I talk to Serena alone?"
She behaved well and had a harmless expression.
Reynand naturally would not refuse. "Of course, you should cheer her up."
As soon as they left the ward, Caitlin stopped pretending.
She looked at me up and down, with satisfaction in her eyes.
"Who would have thought that the once high and mighty Miss Davis would now become a worn-out shoe."
I glared at her coldly and blurted out. "No matter what, I'm still better than you, the shameless illegitimate daughter."
Caitlin was choked by my words, her eyes turned red. "So what if I'm an illegitimate daughter? The person my dad really loves is my mom!"
"No matter how much love you get, you and your mom have been gutter rats for more than twenty years."
Caitlin glared at me fiercely and after a few seconds, she sneered.