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    “Elissa’s marriage is just for appearances,” Ernest’s lips parted slightly. “She’s already starting the divorce process. Soon, she’ll be free.”


    Before Ernest could finish, Linda’sughter erupted, sharp and brittle.


    “So, you can be together then, can’t you?”


    Her eyes, fixed on Ernest, simmered with a growing fury.


    “Ernest, for a married woman, you threw away what we’ve had for over a decade?”


    He threw it away?


    The words stung. Ernest opened his mouth, tempted to remind her that it was she who had walked away from their rtionship.


    Linda’s face drained of color, her breath hitching as she drew in a shaky inhale. “Ernest, you’re heartless! You, with your polished gentleman’s facade, are the coldest of them all!”


    “Linda.”


    Ernest started, his voice low, but Linda was already turning away, her gaze averted. With a sharp call, she summoned her caregiver. “Jane! Jane!”


    “Miss Harris!” Jane Castro rushed in, steadying the wheelchair with practiced care.


    Ernest stood rooted, a flicker of hesitation crossing his face. He considered following, but held back.


    Linda’s emotions were a tempest now—better to let the storm subside before approaching her again.


    How could Linda possibly keep herposure? She simply couldn’t! The more she dwelled on it, the more her fury simmered. What was wrong with Ernest? Had his infatuation with Elissa, a married woman, clouded his judgment entirely? He refused to heed a single word she uttered!


    But then, a spark of rity struck Linda. If Ernest wouldn’t listen to her, there was someone else who could set him straight.


    “Jane,” Linda called out.


    “Miss Harris, are you returning home?” Jane inquired.


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    “No.” A subtle smile curved Linda’s lips. “Summon a car. I have a destination in mind.”


    At the hospital, in the serene confines of the VIP Inpatient Department, Kira entered with her usual grace, cing a folder before N. “Mrs. Flynn, these are thepleted transfer documents for the Jewel Avenue vi,” she announced softly.


    “Very well,” N replied with a nod.


    This vi was meant for Hadley, a gift nned long ago. Yet, with N’s health wavering, the paperwork had only just been finalized. Her thoughts drifted to days gone by when Eric was still her cherished grandson, and the house brimmed with warmth andughter—unlike the quiet emptiness now.


    Though Eric hadn’t always been home, his absence now left a void that was impossible to ignore. A heavy sigh escaped N’s lips.


    “Mrs. Flynn?” Kira, her lifelong confidante, understood the weight of that sigh. “Are you thinking of Mr. Eric?”


    N remained silent, neither confirming nor denying. “He is no longer a Flynn—he is a Scott now. I wonder how he is faring these days.” She knew fragments about the Scott family, enough to stir concern. “That family is a tangled web. With Ferris’ brood of children, would his siblings truly wee him with open arms?” N murmured.


    Kira, sensing N’s unease, offered a gentle suggestion. “If you’re worried, why not invite him over for a visit? Speak with him yourself.”


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