Chapter 6
Lisa let out a sigh. “It’s a new world now–nothing like the old days. Back then, taking a mistress or keeping someone on the side wasn’t even considered scandalous. But times have changed.“N
The Newton family could easily support Patricia for life, but they weren’t about to waste their whole future on her.}
Oliver could go his entire marriage with Patricia without so much as a real relationship between them, but the Newton family couldn’t survive without an heir.
After a long pause, Grandma finally let out a helpless sigh.
Lisa hesitated for a moment, then, right in front of Grandma, quietly suggested, “Or… maybe, like Mrs. Newton said, Mr. Newton could have a child with someone else and bring the baby home to raise?“)
“Disgusting. They’re all trash.” Out in the stairwell, Marian’s hands tightened so hard on the wheelchair handles her knuckles turned white. “She pretends to be so kind, but she’s the worst of them. I actually thought she was the only reasonable one in the Newton family.
“Turns out it was all just for show.“{
Patricia sat in her wheelchair, face blank, listening as Lisa and Grandma’s voices echoed down the empty stairwell.
So that was why Grandma had suddenly been so thoughtful, insisting on coming with her to rehab.
She just wanted to find out if Patricia’s legs would ever heal–if she could possibly give the Newtons their precious heir.
“Let’s go.” Patricia said.”
“Miss, let me go in there and tell them off. Tear them a new one!” Marian was practically shaking with fury, clearly ready to storm in and
throw down.
Patricia stopped her. “Don’t. If we make a scene now, it’ll just make us look even weaker.”
She couldn’t even stand up by herself yet. Even with a few loyal people around her, she’d just end up holding them back.
Manan pushed Patricia to a different rehab room.
The doctor tried to help her stand, but after a few shaky attempts, Patricia collapsed back into her chair, drenched in sweat and completely out of breath.
Manan wiped her forehead, feeling sorry for her.”
Grandma happened to walk in just then, taking in the whole scene.§
That day’s therapy left Grandma looking deeply troubled. On the ride home, with Lisa’s careful analysis weighing on her mind, she finally
caved.
“The child can be born, but it can’t be brought into the house. Or there’s no way we can explain things to the Parsons family.”
The Parsons–that was Patricia’s mother’s side.]
They were a formiddable force. Her uncle in the military was someone nobody wanted to cross.
The mamage between the two families was supposed to be a perfect alliance, but no one expected Patricia would wind up like this.
For a whole week, Patricia didn’t see Oliver at all.
Not until Friday.
After another exhausting rehab session, she was wheeled out of the therapy room, completely spent.”
A woman in bright, flashy clothes came strutting down the hall.
They met at the comer, and Patricia’s wheelchair accidentally bumped the woman’s calf. She jumped back, brushing off her skirt and muttering about bad luck.
The second Patricia saw her face, a wave of hatred surged up inside. She recognized her instantly
It’s Oliver’s mistress, the one who’d sent her those smug, taunting texts.
“Maybe you should watch where you’re walking.” Jackson snapped from behind Patricia, glaring at the woman.
She rolled her eyes. “Please. If you were standing up like a normal person, maybe I would’ve noticed you.”
“Whatever. I’m not going to argue with a cripple,” she added, shooting Patricia a look that was half pity, half disdain.
“You.”
Jackson, Patricia cut him off, voice cool. “Let’s just go.”
Chapter 6
The woman stepped aside, letting them pass. Her friend, hooking arms with her, glanced back curiously. “You know her?“}
“How could I not?” The woman laughed, a little too loud. “That’s my boyfriend’s wife.“}
