Chapter 53

The magnolia tree at the main estate would bloom again next year. When the time came, I would take my mother back to see it. As for Gideon and Ophelia's matters, I left them to figure it out themselves. My mother was right. In this life, the hardest thing isn't forgiving others, it's letting yourself off the hook. Half a month later, my mother was discharged. Rhys came to pick us up. He drove a spacious van. The backseat was lined with soft cushions and pillows, and on the passenger seat,...