Married At First Sight By Gu Lingfei

When Mrs. Ormond saw the two young people embracing just now, her heart nearly stopped. It felt like the sky was crashing down around her. In that moment, she almost screamed.

But she had instinctively covered her mouth, forcing herself to stay silent.

As soon as the couple let go of each other, she spun around and walked away, no longer watching from the stairs. She wanted to pretend she hadn't seen anything, to go back to her room and process it quietly.

But she couldn't.

She had to talk to her daughter.

Just as she was struggling with her emotions, Elora came upstairs. And now, here she was, sitting in her daughter's room.

Elora studied her mother's expression for a moment before saying, "Alright, Mom, stay here. I'm going to take a hot bath."

Mrs. Ormond simply nodded.

As Elora disappeared into the bathroom, her mother let out a deep sigh.

Now that she had calmed down and thought about it more clearly, she had to admit—damn it, Tatum and her daughter were a perfect match.

The thought unsettled her. She couldn't sit still.

and started pacing the room, her fingers absentmindedly brushing over objects on the shelves

bedside table,

during the New Year, back when her parents-Elora's grandparents were still

picked up the

face in the photo radiated

then, the weight of the family legacy hadn't yet fallen onto her young shoulders. She had still been a carefree girl,

that changed the moment she was pushed into

bright, unburdened smile

would have been different. A son would have carried the family burden and Elora could have continued living

businesses. Their daughters might help out, but they didn't

had the freedom to do what they wanted, to

had that

of the Ormond family ever

were still too little to shoulder any responsibility. Instead of being heirs, they were

it, the

like

hadn't given her daughter a brother to share

her husband hadn't been able to shield Elora

"Mom."