Dahlia stared at the window again. It was still winter, and there was nothing to see except the snow, but it was better than watching TV sotis because there was nothing outside her window.
Every ti she watched TV, she would see people doing many activities outside. Having freedom had beco such an envious thing for Dahlia that she couldn’t stand it most of the ti.
Other than that, she liked reading books.
She actually kept many of the novels given by her late son before.
Jas always gave her the books that beca national best sellers after being curated by Kate. He wanted to show that Kate was such an amazing woman with a talent for picking the best stories.
She was the lifeline of Emperor Publishing. She was the one who revived the dying sub-company into a flourishing publishing house worth multi-million dollars.
In fact, Jas boldly claid that she could run her own publishing house and would be as successful. She was THAT good.
Dahlia scoffed, "Of course, I know she is good. I won’t deny that since both of my sons have fallen in love with her."
"In fact, I’d be happy to have a grandchild from her. She is a brilliant woman, after all. She will be a great mother too. I can see it instantly."
Dahlia rembered how Kate tried to adjust how she sat a few tis to ensure she wouldn’t hurt her baby. It might co out as paranoid, but for Dahlia, it showed how careful Kate was for her baby.
At first, Dahlia wanted to let Henry do whatever with Kate, thinking he would eventually get bored of her.
But once she realized that Kate was pregnant, and with how sweet she was, Dahlia realized that she was also responsible for protecting her soon-to-be grandchild and daughter-in-law.
"I guess Kate and Henry won’t co here for a long ti since they are probably busy dealing with Sarah," Dahlia sighed. "I miss them already."
Dahlia didn’t know whether her son would be able to keep his relationship with Kate.
But if Kate decided to end their relationship, Dahlia couldn’t bla her. It was all on Henry, who hid a big secret from Kate.
As Dahlia was busy spending her ti staring at the snow, the door was knocked, and the Nurse walked in.
"Good morning, Ma’am. You have a guest."
Dahlia looked over her shoulder, "A guest?"
"Yes."
"Is it my son?"
"No, it’s a woman, but she doesn’t want to give her na. She just said that she is very close to your son."
"Very close to my son?" Dahlia imdiately thought of Kate. "Does she co by herself?"
"Yes."
"Let her in!" Dahlia said without hesitation. She got excited because if Kate wanted to return in just a day, Henry could solve the problem with Sarah.
Maybe Sarah still had a bit of kindness in her, maybe Dahlia’s suspicion about Sarah being an evil contributor to Jas’ death was just a re suspicion.
Nevertheless, she wanted to talk with Kate, and if Kate decided to forgive Henry for lying to her, then Dahlia would be more than willing to bless their marriage.
The Nurse excused herself, and the woman walked in carrying a basket full of fruits.
Dahlia’s smile faltered once she saw the woman who walked into her ward.
No, it wasn’t the beautiful and kind Kate.
This was an evil dressing herself as a good and elegant woman.
She had a smile as she closed the door behind her, giving the illusion that Dahlia was trapped in this ward with an evil witch.
"Good morning, mother-in-law. Are you doing well these days?"
"Why are you here, Sarah?" Dahlia asked as she sat on her bed. She wasn’t even interested in getting up and greeting her. "I thought you wouldn’t visit ."
Sarah knew that Dahlia was suspicious of her.
After all, Dahlia was the first one to suspect her involvent in Jas’ murder. So Sarah quickly suggested to Marlon how to discard Dahlia without actually murdering her.
So, Sarah was indirectly the person who put Dahlia into this ntal hospital even though she wasn’t really ntally ill.
She was perfectly healthy, though she wished that spending ti in this ward for a long ti would be enough to drive this old bitch crazy.
Nevertheless, Sarah wasn’t bothered by Dahlia’s hostility. This old bitch couldn’t prove that Sarah was involved in Jas’ murder, so Dahlia couldn’t act fully hostile towards her either.
"What do you an, Dahlia? You’re always on my mind. I just can’t visit you because of Marlon," Sarah said. She put up a sad act and added, "I’m really worried about you since I know that you’re not insane at all. It’s all just a plan to trap you here while Marlon spent his days with that prostitute."
"Do you think Henry will be happy if you call his biological mother a prostitute?" Dahlia scoffed.
"Oh, I’m pretty sure he doesn’t care about Penny anymore," Dahlia chuckled. She put the fruit basket in the drawer next to the table. "See? I will bring you a fruit basket full of fruits that you like. How about I peel you one while we talk about what happened?"
"What happened? You an about Kate and Henry, right?" Dahlia went straight to the point. "I know that Henry must’ve talked to you about an engagent annulnt. I know that boy so much. He is very rash and sotis lacks better judgnt. He can’t wait to marry Kate. That’s why he annulled your fake engagent."
Sarah stiffened instantly. Her smile faltered as she said, "Oh? You know about everything already, how co? Did Henry tell you about it?"
Dahlia smirked as she was proud of what she was about to say next, "No, they ca in here, asking for my marriage blessing, and naturally, I am the one who told my son to annul his engagent with you first before marrying his dream woman."
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