[Once I finish treating Florence’s wounds, I’ll take you to pick out your wedding dress, okay? Don’t say things in anger. Mom would be heartbroken. Her last wish was to see your wedding.]
But I knew this wasn’t an act for outsiders. It was a performance for me. For three years, he had meticulously played the role of a devoted partner.
Now, it was time for the curtain to fall.
My mother had longed to see my wedding, but more than that, she had wanted me to be happy. And happiness didn’t have to mean marrying into the Granville Family.
If she were watching from above, she would understand my pain and be relieved by my decision.
After finalizing the arrangements for her funeral, I went to the hospital and printed out the records. It was proof that Edward had secretly switched her medication.
Two days passed and Edward still hadn’t shown up.
The only news of him came from the internet. It was headlines exposing that he had transferred half of the Granville Family’s shares to Florence.
For just a minor injury, he compensated her with a hundred million dollars.
In the photos, he held Florence in his arms. The tenderness in his eyes was something I had never seen before.