He said quietly, “Nora’s a wonderful girl. You should cherish her.”
He wanted Nora to be happy.
Daniel let out a scoff. “You really think I need you to tell me that?”
Louis walked over to the elderly Mrs. Winters.
She brought up the matter of Payne taking on a new last name, and Louis agreed to it.
Nora had mentioned it before, and Louis had been considering it for some time. In the end, what made him agree was how cold and heartless the Winters family was.
Payne had recovered from his illness. He would have to grow up and learn to see things clearly.
Louis couldn’t let Payne grow up in an environment like that.
Aurora’s child, a child born out of love, deserved to be raised by people who truly cared for him.
Nora finally breathed a sigh of relief and thanked both Mrs. Winters and Louis for their understanding.
Louis’s heart was heavy with sadness. “Let me stay with him for a few more days, okay?”
This time, Nora didn’t try to argue.
She gently supported Daniel’s arm and whispered, “Let’s head back.”
“Alright.”
As soon as the two of them stepped out of the hospital, they ran right into Mrs. Quinn and Eleanor, hurrying toward the entrance.
Mrs. Quinn anxiously asked, “Is Payne alright?”
If you didn’t know the truth, you’d think she was the most devoted grandmother in the world.
Nora looked at them coolly, her tone even. “And why does that concern you?”
She didn’t trust their intentions for a second.
Mrs. Quinn’s eyes were rimmed red. “No matter what, he’s still Aurora’s son. Of course I care about him.”
Eleanor glanced at Daniel. His attitude meant everything to her.
“Dan.”
She bit her lip, eyes shining with tears, as if she had a thousand grievances she wanted to pour out.
Nora let go of Daniel’s arm. “I’ll wait for you by the car.”
Once Nora was out of earshot, Daniel pressed his lips together. His expression wasn’t exactly cold, but it certainly wasn’t friendly. “Eleanor, some things just aren’t meant to be forced.”
Mrs. Quinn had expected this outcome. It hurt, but she knew how to adapt.
“I told you this would happen, didn’t I?” she murmured, hugging her daughter tighter. “Let them think they’re so clever. If they can’t be saved, then let them be. It’s not our problem anymore.”
She repeated the same advice she’d given before. “Eleanor, you need to think about your own future.”
Now, Daniel was the only person she could rely on.
But Eleanor felt wretched. Daniel’s heart was with Nora.
He wanted to win Nora back, so everyone Nora disliked would just become a pawn for him to please her.
It was Samuel this time, but it could just as easily be her next.
Back in the car, Daniel glanced over at Nora. She was scrolling through her phone, seemingly unconcerned about his conversation with Eleanor.
“Samuel’s going to jail,” he said, breaking the silence.
Nora set her phone down, genuinely surprised.
Samuel had barely been back—who had he managed to offend this time?
Still, with Daniel involved, he probably wouldn’t end up behind bars for long.

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