The Doormat Wife’s Ultimate Glow-Up novel Chapter 229

Jane couldn’t hold it in anymore. Her voice rose, sharp and trembling. “How could you do this?”

Reese just stood there, heart twisting. Even now, he was still thinking of her. Even on his deathbed, she was on his mind.

“And… I want Reese to be recognized as… my own… Make sure Sebastian remembers… he can’t ever hurt her again… from now on, she’s...”

His breathing turned ragged, each word a struggle. His chest heaved, eyes locked on the doorway, as if willing someone to appear. The hand that had been holding Reese’s went slack, falling to the bed.

Suddenly, the heart monitor spiked, then dropped into a thin, flat line. The alarm blared through the ICU, sharp and unforgiving.

“Dad!” Jane shrieked, lunging to the bedside and seizing his hand. “Don’t go! You have to finish what you’re saying! Seb’s almost here! Please, just a little longer!”

She shook him, tears streaming down her face, but Mr. Ratcliff’s eyes were closed for good now, his expression still tinged with regret for all he’d left unsaid.

The military doctor rushed in, immediately starting CPR. After more than ten minutes of trying everything, he finally stopped, shaking his head.

“I’m sorry. He’s gone.”

Jane dropped to the floor, sobbing, but beneath it all was panic. Mr. Ratcliff was gone, and he’d left shares to both Reese and Matthew. What would the other shareholders think of the Ratcliff family now?

Reese inheriting Ratcliff shares was a done deal, and Jane couldn’t let her take them and walk away. No way.

Reese just stood there, staring at the bed, at the old man who would never open his eyes again. At last, her tears spilled over.

She remembered how he’d always stood up for her, the words he’d just tried to say. The ache in her chest was sharp, raw.

Slowly, she knelt and bowed three times, forehead pressed to the cold floor, her voice barely more than a whisper. “Thank you, Grandpa.”

Jane watched, rolling her eyes because she was sure Reese was just putting on an act for those shares.

Wiping her tears away, Jane straightened up and walked out of the room. She pulled herself together, putting on her “lady of the house” face. She turned to the security team. “Start making arrangements for the funeral. Bring Robbie up. He should say goodbye to his great-grandfather.

“And call Sebastian again. Tell him he needs to get here now.”

Reese stepped out of the room, the recorder clutched tight in her hand. With this recording, no one could pin Mr. Ratcliff’s death on her.

She watched the security guard bring Robbie over. She really didn’t want to see her son right now, so she stepped aside to let him into the room to pay his respects.

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