Chapter 1357
Lucy’s hand, gently caressing Bruce’s cheek, suddenly stiffened. She turned her head to look at Susan, catching the resolute expression on her daughter’s face.
Lucy’s breath caught, tears spilled over her lashes, and she clenched her teeth with a fierce intensity. Finally, the grip of her jaw slowly relaxed.
Her face was ashen, void of any color, a solitary tear traced her cheek. With a raspy voice she spoke to Susan, “You’ve been a good girl, a real good girl. From now on, you gotta take care of yourself.”
With those final words, Lucy summoned all her strength and hurled herself at a nearby pillar.
There was a sickening crack, her head split open, blood gushing. She collapsed on the spot, lying in a growing pool of crimson. After a couple of short gasps, she was gone, not even a whisper of a last word remained.
Susan watched in horror as her mother died in front of her.
Lucy lay there, eyes still open, as if fixed on Susan in her final moment.
The dam of emotions Susan had been holding back burst, and she crumbled to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.
Her screams filled the mortuary, but it wasn’t just grief for her parents’ passing. It was a cry of confirmation, a realization that she never really mattered to them.
They loved only themselves and their money; she was nothing to them.
Even after Bruce’s monstrous deeds, Lucy remained unwavering in her loyalty, choosing to follow him in death. They never considered what their daughter’s life would be without them.
Lucy felt she had lost everything, yet also nothing. It was as if nothing had changed. No more pretenses, no one to coerce her into making money for them.
Shouldn’t she feel relief? Then why did her heart ache so fiercely, and the world around her plunged into a darkness filled with pain and despair?
Susan hired a professional funeral service to handle her parents’ affairs.
She kept her promise, burying Lucy and Bruce together, their ashes mingled in a single
urn.
If Lucy so adored Bruce, then let their remains be forever intertwined, as she had wished.
The funeral concluded. Susan stood before her parents’ headstone, the afternoon sun
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Scorching and relentless.
She squintéd against the glare, her hands clenched tight as she whispered to the stone, “The pain that woman caused me, she’s going to pay it all back!”
Had it not been for Thalassa, she would have been Lysander’s long ago. If she had been his, he would never have sent Bruce to prison, and her mother wouldn’t have chosen
death.
All of it was because Thalassa had usurped her rightful place by Lysander’s side, setting off this chain of events!
Moreover, Thalassa had to die. Only with her gone would Lysander’s side be open for her.
She once thought that if she could drive a wedge between Lysander and Thalassa, she could take Thalassa’s place.
Now, she realized she was wrong. Even though Thalassa and Lysander were estranged, he was still fixated on her, blind to anyone else
Only in Thalassa’s death would Lysander be able to see someone else, to see her!
Susan had once saved Lysander’s life, and with Thalassa out of the picture, she could use that act of kindness to get close to him.
Thalassa had to die. Only then could Susan take her place by Lysander’s side.
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