He turned a deaf ear to my question and immersed himself in the digital world. With frenetic energy, he updated every social platform available.
His posts screamed for attention, each one a desperate broadcast to the world that he had sacrificed his all for Jacob.
He made the payment as a testament to his unwavering support for Jacob.
But I had more pressing matters at hand.
I needed to pick up my daughter, Mia, and Jason's mother, Rose Smith, from the railway station.
The thought of Rose sent a sneer through my heart.
In my past life, my demise had been intricately tied to Rose.
Rose had always resented me for giving birth to a daughter.
I had clearly shown my firm stance against having another child.
However, Rose saw it as an affront to their family lineage. She had pressured Jason to cast me out.
Jason, ever the coward and financially dependent on me, couldn't muster the courage for a divorce.
So, Rose had decided to take drastic measures.
If she couldn't drive me away, she would have me killed. What a brutal solution to her perceived problem!
