Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 104

For days, Queena had refused to leave her room, doing nothing but cry, which left George and Teresa heartbroken.

The moment Yvonne walked through the door, she saw George in the living room, his eyes blazing with fury.

“You worthless girl! You finally decided to show your face!” he roared, snatching a teacup from the table and hurling it at her.

As always, it missed.

Hearing the commotion, Teresa hurried down the stairs. Seeing Yvonne, her expression turned cold and disapproving. “Yvonne, you went too far this time. A fortune in assets, and you just gave it away without even discussing it with your father and me. We understand you want to do good, but why did you have to target Queena? She’s being blacklisted by the entire industry. Her future is ruined.”

“Is it? What a shame,” Yvonne said with an indifferent shrug, bypassing Teresa and heading up the stairs.

Just as she reached her bedroom, the door to the adjacent room flew open with a bang. Queena emerged, looking haggard and worn. Apparently, being the target of a nationwide hate campaign wasn't easy.

“Yvonne, I know you’ve always hated me!” Queena shrieked. “You hate me for taking your place, for Mom and Dad loving me more, for Matthew Gonzalez loving me! If you hate me that much, then maybe I should just die! Would that finally make you happy?”

“Mom? Dad? What’s going on?” Jeffrey, just home from a long shift at the hospital, looked at the chaotic scene with a weary sigh.

“It’s the internet,” Teresa sobbed. “They won’t stop attacking Queena. She’s so sensitive and fragile, how can she possibly handle it? She’s locked herself in her room… I’m so afraid she’ll do something terrible.”

Jeffrey pinched the bridge of his nose, his gaze on Yvonne turning cold and resigned. “Before you came back, this family was peaceful. But ever since you arrived, it’s been one disaster after another. There hasn’t been a moment of peace. Yvonne, I have an apartment not too far from the academy. I want you to move there as soon as possible. You can live in the dorms during the semester and stay at the apartment during breaks. Other than holidays, I don’t want you coming back here.”

He was determined to make her leave, and Teresa, her own mother, clearly agreed. Wiping a tear from her eye, she sighed. “Yvonne, it’s not that this family won’t accept you, it’s that you won’t accept Queena. It’s better for everyone if you move out.”