Here again, came another uninvited guest talking about Thssa’s mother, the most grievous topic that she was trying her best


    to avoid.


    Each mention of Evelyn felt like a new step trampling over Thssa’s already bruised soul, as if there was a dagger wedged in


    her heart. And with each visitor''s words, it was pushed deeper, twisting the pain into something almost unbearable. And then, as


    if on cue, another would arrive to press down on the hilt of the de, slicing through the tender flesh of her heart, threatening to


    split it in two.


    Thssa choked on the agony, unable to bear it any longer. In a fit of rage, she leapt to her feet, her eyes zing with fury as


    she red at Susan. "Get out! Just get the hell out of my house and stop talking about your damn father!" she spat.


    Her hands were shaking with anger as she advanced on Susan, intent on shoving her out the door. The very mention of Bruce


    was like poison to her—Bruce, that despicable, filthy man who thankfully was on death row, a small mercy that seemed like


    divine justice.


    But death was too good for him. He should suffer the most gruesome of fates, drawn and quartered, begging for a death that


    would note!


    Susan staggered back, taken aback by Thssa''s outburst. In Susan''s eyes, she had always been the city girl, the one with the


    world at her fingertips, while Thssa was just some backwoods nobody, reeking of poverty. Susan felt above her, and the mere


    contact made her skin crawl.


    With a haughty flick of her wrist, Susan dodged Thssa''s touch. "Don''t you darey a finger on me! | came here out of pity,


    Thssa, to do you the courtesy of telling you the truth about how your mother died!"


    "My mom died in a car crash, what ‘truth’ is there to tell?" Thssa retorted, her rage palpable as her fiery gaze bore into Susan.


    “Oh, really? Did you even hear the official determination of the crash? Evelyn drove straight into that truck. It was ruled a suicide.


    Evelyn''s at fault herself. Even in death, the driver bears no me," Susan snapped coldly.


    Thssa''s heart skipped a beat, her eyes widening in shock. "What did you say?"From N?velDrama.Org.


    Achill crept over her, a sense of foreboding settling in.


    Astrid stood up, her voice firm. "Youngdy, you''d better watch what you''re saying!"


    Everyone in town knew that Evelyn had died in a car ident—nothing more, nothing less. Suicide? It was unthinkable.


    Susan pulled out her smartphone, scrolling to the page with the official police report, and shoved it in Thssa''s face. "See for


    yourself.”


    Despite her reluctance to believe anything Susan said, Thssa couldn''t help but look.


    The four little ones, sensing the


    tension, stepped b ktogive Ol


    Tpgsaraalebl view. Astrid leaned


    in closer as well. Please read the


    original content at NovelDrama.Org.


    The official statement confirmed it:


    Evelyn had indeed driven he COM


    headfirst into thectrude !Fhe river


    Hedleral''dSoerately to brake but


    couldn''t stop in time. It was ruled a


    suicide. Please read the original


    content at NovelDrama.Org.


    Acold shiver shot up Thssa''s spine as she read, her whole body going numb with shock, her palms icy with dread.


    Astrid gasped, stepping back as if the


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    w could she have done this to


    herself? Please read the original


    content at NovelDrama.Org.


    Why?


    What had Evelyn gone through?