Chapter: 903

"Marie, I'm here."

In the past, such a greeting would earn her a stern look from her mother, who would chide her for her presumptuousness, yet always reached out to touch her tenderly.

Marie had been stubborn her entire life.

Bethany mused that her mother's harsh manner would never change.

Bethany vividly recalled a night from her junior high school days when she returned to the hospital late, having not told her mother about her part-time job. She assumed her mother had already fallen asleep, and she was so exhausted she nearly nodded off. As dizziness overtook her, she suddenly felt a gentle, caring touch on her hair.

She heard her mother sigh, followed by a tender apology laced with guilt.

All mothers cherish their children.

Marie loved her daughter deeply.

However, she had been hurt too deeply, pushing her protective instincts to an extreme level of intensity. She would rather die than see her daughter marry someone she didn't love. She feared her daughter would suffer as she had. Wasn't that the truest form of love?

She was not good at gentle conversation.

She believed that only scolding would make her daughter heed her advice and remember her words.

"Mom, do you feel lonely?"

As Bethany gently touched the tombstone, tears began to fill her eyes.

"Don't worry. I will soon bring to justice those responsible for your death. If they are convicted, I can finally put the past behind me and start anew. But if not, I have another plan."

No one involved in her mother's death would get away with it!

At that moment, determination shone in Bethany's eyes.

Her mother had given her life and nurtured her. She couldn't allow her mother's killers to go unpunished.

Jayson was waiting for Bethany outside the cemetery.

The staff recognized him and greeted him cheerfully. "Mr. Watson, visit your mother-in-law again!"

Jayson simply smiled in response, neither confirming nor correcting them.

After waiting for a while, he saw Bethany emerge.

“Are your legs dumb?"

Jayson noticed something off about Bethany's walk.

Bethany nodded. "I spent too long talking to my mother without moving."