At first, Miranda couldn’t have been happier with Lucie as her daughter-in-law.
But surrounded by Marian’s constant complaints day in and day out, Miranda slowly started to see Lucie in a different light.
“Don’t worry, madam. I bet Mrs. Heath is just up to her old tricks again,” Marian said as they walked together.
They stopped outside the emergency room. Steven sat on a bench, shoulders slumped and eyes fixed on the floor. Miranda’s face darkened.
“Steven, how’s Lucie?” she asked.
Steven just frowned, looking overwhelmed and not saying a word.
“I’m asking you a question. What’s going on with her?” Miranda pressed. “How does someone even manage to drown in a bathtub? It just sounds ridiculous. She’s always making a scene over nothing.”
Steven still didn’t look up, his expression as cold as stone.
Miranda sighed. Seeing her son so upset, she knew better than to push him further. He’d always been stubborn, ever since he was little, and she’d never been able to change that.
Marian gently helped Miranda over to a seat. “I’m sure Mrs. Heath will be fine. Let’s just wait and see.”
They waited for over twenty minutes before the emergency room doors finally opened.
Steven jumped to his feet. “How’s my wife?”
The doctor and nurse stepped out, looking relieved. “Mr. Heath, you don’t need to worry. Mrs. Heath had water in her lungs, but we got to her in time. She’s stable now.”
“But she’s a bit malnourished, and there’s some inflammation in her lungs. She’ll need a few days in the hospital to recover before she can go home.”
Miranda pursed her lips, her voice full of bitterness. “If I ended up in a hospital bed, I doubt he would even shed a tear. What’s the use of having a son, really? Daughters are so much more caring. My biggest regret is not having a daughter. You’re the lucky one, Marian, with a sweet girl like Shannon.”
Marian smiled, flattered. “But Shannon is practically your daughter, isn’t she? You watched her grow up, and you treat her like your own. There’s no difference.
“When you’re older, I’m sure she’ll take care of you like a real daughter would.”
Miranda’s heart softened, a small smile appearing on her lips. “You’re right. I’m lucky to have such a sweet and thoughtful goddaughter like Shannon.
“She’s been abroad for over two weeks now, hasn’t she? I really do miss her.”
“If you miss her, madam, why not ask her to come home and visit?” Marian suggested quickly.

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