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.

brushing over objects on the shelves and desk, as if keeping her hands busy would settle her

the bedside table, where a large framed family photo

the New Year, back when her

she walked over, picked

the

the family legacy hadn't yet fallen onto her young shoulders. She had

moment she was pushed into the top position at

bright, unburdened smile had rarely

her firstborn had been a son, things would have been different. A son would have carried the family burden and Elora

wealthy families in this city had sons to take over their businesses. Their daughters might help out, but they didn't carry

they wanted,

had that

daughter of the Ormond

to shoulder any responsibility. Instead of being heirs, they were the ones

more she thought about it, the heavier the guilt

like

a brother to

hadn't been able to

"Mom."