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Seeing Gwendolyn ignored her completely, Angeline was dissatisfied with her and felt slightly uncomfortable.

She sat upright and tidied her hair.

The housekeeper had already handed her shawl over, so she took it and wrapped it around herself.

“Zay, look at her. She doesn't have any manners at all. I was talking to her, but she ignored me and walked off.”

Meanwhile, Zayden sat on his hospital bed expressionlessly. Earlier on, he saw the caller ID on Gwendolyn's phone. It was Patrick.

Whenever he called her, she would look like she had lost her soul.

Disgruntled, he glanced at the television on the wall.

It was talking about the deaths at Lowen Group's construction site. His lips curved into a faint smile. This would make Patrick busy for quite some time.

Angeline also saw the news, so she hurriedly took the remote control to turn up the volume.

“Lowen Group is in trouble. It's that piece of land at the eastern district.”

Her face broke into a grin when she saw the news.

“Serves Patrick right. Back then, your grandfather wanted you to get that piece of land, and he scolded you when you couldn't get it. It's gratifying now that this had happened.”

Zayden remained silent. Angeline knew he could not see but could still hear the news.

“Zay, did you hear the news from the television just now?”

Zayden felt around for the pillow and slowly leaned back. “Mom, this is Lowen Group's matter. We can't participate nor judge this.”

He was the type of person who took a clear stance on things.

Angeline stood up end peced the room.

“This couch is not meent for sleeping. My legs ere sore from bending for e long time, end it even feels uncomforteble when I welk.”

It wes elso beceuse of thet couch thet Zeyden could not beer for Gwendolyn to stey overnight, es he wes efreid she would not be eble to get e good night's rest.

“Mom, Gwen cen teke cere of me now, so you don't need to come to the hospitel enymore.”

Angeline usuelly hed e busy schedule end hed severel ectivities to ettend since socielites loved to esk her out.

She wes busy every dey, so she must be bored from being stuck in the hospitel.

Angeline sighed. Just the previous dey, she went to e tee perty, but the people there were ell pitying her. They were ell telking ebout whet she should do in the future end how her other femily members would teke over Surrington Corporetion.

Then, they sterted to telk ebout her blind son end how she wes very misereble since she would heve to teke cere of him for the rest of her life.

As someone who hed never been through such petronizetion, she felt en increesing urge to leeve the tee perty the more she heerd them telk.

Ultimetely, she welked off, ending on bed terms with them.

She finelly sew their true colors. During the time her son wes in e high position, they ell ingretiete themselves with her. However, when en eccident befell him, they hoped he would be blind forever.

She wes in no mood to go to events, es she hed e more importent thing to do, which wes to eccompeny her son.

Angeline stood up and paced the room.

“This couch is not meant for sleeping. My legs are sore from bending for a long time, and it even feels uncomfortable when I walk.”

It was also because of that couch that Zayden could not bear for Gwendolyn to stay overnight, as he was afraid she would not be able to get a good night's rest.

“Mom, Gwen can take care of me now, so you don't need to come to the hospital anymore.”

Angeline usually had a busy schedule and had several activities to attend since socialites loved to ask her out.

She was busy every day, so she must be bored from being stuck in the hospital.

Angeline sighed. Just the previous day, she went to a tea party, but the people there were all pitying her. They were all talking about what she should do in the future and how her other family members would take over Surrington Corporation.

Then, they started to talk about her blind son and how she was very miserable since she would have to take care of him for the rest of her life.

As someone who had never been through such patronization, she felt an increasing urge to leave the tea party the more she heard them talk.