Chapter 1207

Just as Anne was about to return to the room, she turned around and saw Julie’s portrait on the wall at the end of the corridor.

Anne looked at Julie. As she stared at the portrait, tears started to well up in her eyes.

Those were tears of grievance.

Then, Anne asked, “Why did you die? Why did you run to the top of the building and be pushed down? If you didn’t die, my mom wouldn’t marry Ron, and nothing would have happened to me. Look what your son did to me. He’s crazy! Why aren’t you alive? At least he’ll be normal!”

The person in the portrait was still smiling calmly.

Anne took a step forward, and the iron chain strangled her wrist, but she seemed to take no notice of it. Instead, Anne stared at Julie intently, looking as if she had found the only person she could vent to.

“I didn’t do anything, and I wanted to stay by my children’s side. Even if he and Biancal were acting inappropriately, I endured it,” Anne suppressed the pain in her heart and asked, “Did you also have no choice but to do that? You must’ve thought twice for your marriage and child, right? It hurts to even think about it…would you have jumped if Elder Marwood hadn’t pushed you down the stairs? No, right?”

Anne stared at the portrait, but it was impossible for Julie to give her an answer.

All she got back was endless silence.

her head against the door and curling up pitifully as she muttered, “I won’t commit suicide. I

Kathryn came over, she had sat there for hours.

the ground? Get up.” Kathryn pulled her up. “It’s time

chained, she could not prepare her own meals, and Kathryn would

bed, and Kathryn moved the small dining table over, put the dinner on it, and stood by to watch her

with her food and put down the dishes that Kathryn. asked, “Were you in

pretty okay.” Anne lifted the quilt and got into bed.

would not believe that. Why would she sit on the ground if she were in a

want to try calling Mr. Marwood?” Kathryn

just said, “It’s getting late. You

good about being this way?” Kathryn asked, “You’re stuck here every day and can’t get out

let me die,” Anne

could not persuade her, Kathryn felt

the dinner,

as she got in the car, Kathryn reported to Anthony, “Mr. Marwood, Mrs. Marwood just finished her dinner. When I visited, she sat

mistake?” Anthony’s cold

to bed…”

phone and violently swept

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