Rachel Lynch was thoroughly angry this time, and she locked the living room door from inside, so even if Anna Hollis had a key, she couldn’t come in.
For her daughter Anna Hollis, she had truly invested a lot of energy, yet this was the result in the end.
Alice Lynch, lying on the bed, was still somewhat unable to sleep; that daughter was a disappointment.
She never felt her way of education was wrong. Women are just ; if you want something, you need to learn to fight for it. Reputation and all those things don’t matter, as long as you can live a good life in the end, that’s the most real.
She had always taught Anna Hollis to pursue whatever she wanted at all costs, even if it meant using unscrupulous means. Anyway, as long as you got what you wanted in the end, it was enough.
But now, Anna Hollis was starting to rebel against her, even accusing her of imparting the wrong values. Alice Lynch couldn’t accept this fact.
It was raining heavily outside. She went out without money or an umbrella; she didn’t believe this would keep Anna from coming back permanently!
This time, Anna Hollis truly had no intention of returning. She sat at the bus stop for a long time, hesitating for a long time, and finally let out a bitter smile, slowly walking towards the bustling street.
So be it, she was exhausted; let her sleep forever.
With the sound of tearing muscles, there were also many people’s screams around.
Anna Hollis’s vision gradually blurred, and at this moment, she felt truly liberated from life.
Alice Lynch curled her lips in satisfaction when she heard the phone ringing, already knowing the other party wouldn’t hold out for long. She swiped to answer, but what she heard was a cold male voice.
"Are you the relative of this phone number? She had a car accident and died on the spot. Please come to identify the body."
Alice Lynch felt her mind buzzing uncontrollably and couldn’t help but retort, "You’re joking, right?! My daughter was perfectly fine this afternoon!"
Her voice began to tremble; although her daughter was disappointing, she was still flesh of her flesh. Having been together for so many years, how could there be no feelings at all?
"Ma’am, we are not joking. Please come immediately."
The other side hung up the phone, and police began dispersing the crowd still gathered around.
Anna Hollis’s body lay quietly on the road, already covered by a white cloth, large patches of blood spreading around her.
When Alice Lynch arrived, seeing all that red and white, she felt her legs going weak, refusing to believe at all costs that it was her daughter.
"Are you the deceased’s family? We’ve reviewed the surveillance, and your daughter committed suicide; the driver wasn’t at fault."
A man nearby was taking notes, causing Alice’s legs to weaken further.
Would Anna commit suicide?
She was so lively and lovely; how could she commit suicide? There must be some mistake.
"Is there a mistake? Anna was always so optimistic; how could, how would..."
She trembled as she spoke, but the man continued taking notes officially, then spoke.
"Ma’am, we checked all the surveillance and found your daughter sat at the bus stop for a long time, crying the whole time. It looks like something troubled her deeply. Please control your emotions."
Alice’s legs gave way, and she sat on the ground.
Nicholas Hollis also arrived at this time, seeing her helplessness, he couldn’t help but walk over.
Alice stared blankly at the body in front of her, before starting to cry.
"No, no, Anna can’t be dead! She must be playing a joke on me. I scolded her today, so she is playing a prank on me. Serenford, Serenford, help me up, my legs have no strength. I want to go look."
Nicholas frowned, helped her up, and seeing her poor condition, pursed his lips.
Anna was dead, and he was deeply saddened too, but the dead cannot be brought back to life.
"Alice, please calm down; Anna’s funeral arrangements still need your oversight."
Alice suddenly tried to rush over to Anna Hollis’s side but was stopped just in time.
"Ma’am, if you want to see your daughter one last time, you’ll need to prepare yourself mentally."
After all, it was a car accident scene that might leave a mental scar.
Alice halted her hand, slowly withdrawing it, staring dazedly as they lifted Anna Hollis onto a stretcher.
She started laughing, then crying again, tears continually wiping away.
"What could have happened? How could Anna commit suicide?"
Nicholas supported her as they got into the ambulance. Although Anna was already dead, her body had to be sent to the morgue.
Alice kept crying, unable to answer with a full sentence, truly regretting it now. If she had just said a few kind words when Anna was leaving today, perhaps the misunderstanding could have been cleared up.
Or like that child said, if they sold that villa, they could have spent a lifetime of happiness in the countryside, far from the noise here.
She cried until her throat went hoarse, her whole body shaking, afraid to sleep lest she see Anna’s face in her dreams.
Anna’s death was her fault.
Reaching the hospital, Alice’s legs were still weak, fully relying on Nicholas to hold her up; otherwise, she would have collapsed.
Doctors pushed Anna Hollis’s body into the freezer, and Alice watched, heart-wrenched, unable to form a full sentence.
She wandered out of the hospital, standing blankly at the entrance, suddenly unsure what to do.
With her daughter’s death, all her struggles seemed so trivial; continuing the fight held no more meaning.
Why hadn’t she seen through these things sooner, even a day earlier, and Anna wouldn’t have died?
A woman suddenly walked out of the hospital with a sixteen-year-old child beside her.
It was Rachel Lynch, who had met Nicholas Hollis previously.
Seeing the two of them, Rachel smiled and walked over gracefully, stopping.
Alice was still in a daze, seeing a pair of high heels in her line of sight. She dumbly looked up, only to see an unfamiliar face.
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Rachel raised an eyebrow, "What, don’t recognize me, dear sister?"
With those words, "dear sister," Alice felt as if she had stepped into an icy cellar, so cold, she was about to die.
"Looks like you didn’t live too well after becoming the Hollis family matriarch, sister. Look at your pale little face. I just heard you lost a daughter; it’s really a pity, alas, my condolences, but your story makes me understand something: one can’t do bad deeds in this life, because the gods above are watching, and those who commit wrongdoings will always be punished."