Chapter 52
Kate’s mouth hung open, ready to protest, but was cut off by Gabrielle’s furious table slam. “Wasting perfectly good milk like that. Is that what the Goodwin family taught you?” “Mrs. Hart, I didn’t p>
Watching Kate struggle to defend herself without much fight, I found a twisted pleasure in making her path even more difficult.
“Enough already, it’s just a glass of milk. Getting a cow from my uncle wouldn’t be a problem,” Claude stood up for Kate and quickly pulled her away from the scene, leaving just Gabrielle and me behind.
Pointing at their retreating figures, Gabrielle hissed, “Kate will be the death of me one day,” then turned to me with tears edging her voice, “Claire, I know you fancy Claude, but you must see, that Kate Goodwin has ambitions. She’s not as fragile as she appears. Claude’s been deceived. I want you to bring him back to us p>
I forced a half-hearted smile.
Claude’s heart was never mine to bring back.
Some people, once their heart decides to leave, not even a team of horses can pull it back.
“Mrs. Hart, I’ll see what I can do p>
I feigned agreement, fearing her retaliation otherwise.
She sighed, dropping the subject.
“Mrs. Hart, next month is Memorial Day. I’m grown now; I should visit my parents’ graves, don’t you think?” My words caught Gabrielle off guard.
Her tea-stirring became erratic as she dodged the topic, “No rush. Settle your affairs with Claude first p>
“Sure p>
I smiled lightly, sensing my parents’ past was filled with secrets known only to Gabrielle and Claude.
I wasn’t rushing. I’d play along with their game, taking my time.
“I need to stay at the college for a while. The commute from here is just too long p>
I had already eyed an apartment
near
the
university, planning to uset
Yey they’d given me over
years to buy it.
I’d sign the lease soon.
the
“You should discuss this with Claude. I worry about opportunists in your absence p>
“Mrs. Hart, I’ll do my best. But are you sure you won’t tell Claude about your condition p>
Her advanced lung cancer was no secret to me, beyond the help of even the best doctors. “Let’s wait a bit longer to tell her p>
She looked down, defeated. I offered no comfort.
If it weren’t for her drugging me in my past life, I wouldn’t have ended up so tragically.
The actions from my past life are shaping the outcomes in this one.
After packing a few essentials, I left for my new life.
The apartment was conveniently located near the university and Century Wellness Hospital, a perfect fit for me. Most neighbors were hospital staff, ensuring a safe and cultured environment.
After signing the lease, the keys were mine.
“The doctor living opposite you keeps to himself, not much for
socializing,” the agent informed
with a smile. I nodded, planning to keep to myself as well.
“Doctors, huh?” I mused.
“Exactly. As long as they’re good at their job,” he replied, prompting a smile from me.
Opening
ba Sight door to my new home,
the sight of a living room with a balcony overlooking a lake filled me
With
a sense of renewal.
I was reborn, ready to live my life anew.