Chapter 226 I Should Be Crying
Did I kill her?
Finished
Owen’s head buzzed like a hive of bees, his whole body feeling like his soul had been yanked out.
Lily was also kneeling on the ground, head tilted back, her face hollow and empty, like something had been scooped out of her.
She felt numb. She didn’t even know what she was feeling.
She was a little sad, but somehow, part of her actually felt relieved.
Relieved that no one would fight with Elsie anymore. That from now on, all the Saunders family’s resources would go to Elsie.
But when she realized she had thought that, it felt like someone had smashed a stick over her head. Panic surged.
How can I even think of something like that? When did I become this cruel? Yunice was my daughter too! I should be crying. How can I possibly feel relief?
In fact, tears were running down her face, but her emotions were so tangled, she didn’t event
notice.
The only sound echoing in the morgue was Elsie’s loud sobbing. She kept trying to help Lily, then Owen, stumbling between the two.
But she couldn’t lift either of them.
Both of them were like people in shock, collapsed on the floor, their faces frozen in grief and numbness.
Elsie, who had always been the center of attention, couldn’t stand it. She stopped trying to pull them up and turned to Carl, crying as she begged, “Mr. Carl, please talk to my mom and Owen. If they keep breaking down like this, I’m afraid they won’t make it…”
Carl lifted his eyes. Elsie’s face was twisted from crying, like a faucet had been turned on–she looked heartbroken.
But instead of feeling sympathy, Carl felt disgusted. He replied coldly, “Ms. Elsie, have you lost a loved one? Do you know what it actually feels like to lose someone close to you?”
ever
Elsie froze, her face blank with embarrassment. Under Carl’s harsh stare, she quickly lowered her head.
She glanced pitifully at Owen, then at Lily, hoping someone would step in and speak up for her.
But both of them just sat there, quietly crying, completely unaware of her discomfort.
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Chapter 226 I Should Be Crying
her that much. Now they’re all pretending they care?
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She didn’t dare say anything more in front of Carl and shuffled off to Paul instead, who seemed calmer. She sniffled and said through her tears, “Paul, is that really Yunice? I can’t believe she’s dead…
Paul was standing. He hadn’t cried. His brows were furrowed, and he was staring at the white sheet on the morgue table with a strange, distant look.
He wasn’t related to Yunice, but he had spent just as much time with her as anyone in her family
had.
Paul had gotten used to her being around. And now these people were telling him she was gone.
Paul felt like he was being heartless. Maybe he really didn’t love Yunice anymore.
It was the only way he could explain why everyone was grieving so deeply while he felt nothing at all.
with disappointment, and walked out without saying
“A whole family! A real brother, a real mother, and never mind those two outsiders–none of them even pulled back the sheet to see if it was really her!”
“Even if a mother’s child was smashed to pieces, she would still want to see them. Still want to touch them. I think they feel guilty. Who knows how badly they treated Yunice over all these
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