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.

objects on the shelves and

table, where a large

the New Year, back when her

picked up

the photo radiated pure

fallen onto her young shoulders. She had still been

into the

bright, unburdened smile had rarely

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

take over their businesses. Their daughters might help out,

do what they wanted, to fall in love with whomever

never had that

the

in the next generation, but they were still too little to shoulder any responsibility. Instead of being heirs, they were the ones being

the heavier

like a

a

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

"Mom."