Vera’s lips curled into a smile, her shoulder relaxing as if a heavy weight had been Lifted off her shoulders.
“Aline, I don’t hold any grudges toward you,” she said softly.
“I’m doing very well right now.”
Indeed, Vera was satisfied with her life. Roscoe treated her very well, and she had a healthy, cute child of her own.
Joseph, on the other hand, had led a life of pain and misery. He wanted to say something to Vera, but every time he tried to open his mouth, all that came out was air.
At last, in her moment of misery, Aline finally felt a hint of joy.
“Good. It seems that even though I’m dying, I’m still capable of making people unhappy.”
Aline then turned her attention to Rena and flashed an evil grin.
“Why aren’t you saying anything? What? Are you afraid that I’LL hurt you again?”
Rena was unfazed by her remarks.
“I have nothing to say,” she said with a carefree smile.
Rena realized whatever deranged Aline blurted out, it was pointless to argue with her.
After all, Aline was about to meet her demise.
Not wanting to stay in this dark place any longer, Rena walked away.
She placed her hand on her belly and felt grateful for the life she had lived so far.
Before she could cross the threshold, Aline shouted her name from behind.
“Rena!”
Rena stopped in her tracks, but she didn’t turn around.
Aline was seething through gritted teeth as her voice grew shrill.