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.

her fingers absentmindedly brushing over objects on the shelves and desk, as if keeping her

the bedside table, where a large framed family photo

Year, back when her

a pull in her chest, she walked over, picked up the frame, and sat down

the photo radiated

the weight of the family legacy hadn't yet fallen onto her young shoulders. She had still been

into the top position at

bright, unburdened smile had rarely

had been a son, things would have been different. A son would have carried

businesses. Their daughters might

they wanted, to fall

had that

of the

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

the heavier the guilt settled in her

like

hadn't given her daughter a brother to

her husband hadn't been able to shield Elora from the storms of

"Mom."