Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 779

Chapter 779: You. Are. Not.

Catrin’s face hardened. Her fingers curled into fists at her sides as she glared at Margaret.

"Watch me carefully, Margaret. I am not someone you can stop so casually. I am —"

"The daughter who walked away shamelessly without turning back to glance at her dying mother." Margaret cut in and finished her words without hesitation. "Don’t worry, I have observed you enough to know exactly who you are. But now, you need to watch and understand that you can’t be a part of Madam’s final moments. Because you don’t deserve to be a part of it."

Her words echoed through the hall. Whispers rippled among the guests. Everyone knew that Brenda and Catrin had a strained relationship, far from what a mother and daughter should share. But still, none of them expected Catrin to be so heartless.

"How could she do that?" someone asked in a disdainful tone. "Mrs. Davies was her mother. Did she not at all feel the loss of losing her?"

"Oh, that’s so cruel," another one murmured. "Having your own daughter walk away when all you need is for her to stay by your side ..."

"Given what Ms. Marie said, it seems Catrin was here when Mrs. Davies was taking her last breath," another one added. "And even then, she didn’t spare her any affection. That’s so inhumane."

"But hasn’t she always been like that?" a guest chimed in. "In every event we have attended, she has only ever tried to dominate and control everyone around her. That is what pushed her daughter away, her husband too. Why would her mother be any different?"

The whispers were low, but they were still loud enough to reach Catrin. The more Catrin heard them, the harder her expression became.

Staring at Margaret, she sneered, "You still can’t force me out of here, Margaret. Don’t forget your position." And with that, she took a step forward to walk past her.

However, just as she was about to step past, Margaret’s hands shot out, blocking her path once more. "Don’t force me, Ms. Davies. I have already conveyed Madam’s last wish. I hope that you respect it ... for the last time."

Catrin’s jaw tightened. She glared at Margaret, but Margaret’s gaze didn’t waver.

"Please, Ms. Davies," Margaret said. Though her words were polite, her tone was steely. "For the last time, I am asking you —leave."

Catrin didn’t carry any affection for Brenda. She wasn’t desperate to be part of her final moments. But she wasn’t willing to leave, either —not yet. She was here for another reason. For Arwen. She didn’t want to lose the chance to make things right, in her own way.

Her eyes scanned the room until they landed on Arwen, standing near the casket in Idri’s arms. For a fleeting moment, Catrin’s expression softened as she called out,

"Arwen, darling, will you also not say anything?" her tone, for once, lacked its usual control and dominance. "I am your mother, and her daughter. Are you also going to stand on the side of others and let them chase me out of here? I deserve to be here as much as you."

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