The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 33

“What’s up?”

Catherine looked at them, puzzled.

“Did you eat breakfast?” Fiona asked, her words caught awkwardly in her chest.

Sophia rolled her eyes, shooting Fiona a desperate look, trying to get her to stop.

Catherine nodded. “Yeah, I did.”

Fiona seemed like she wanted to say more, but what came out instead was, “How did you get to the hospital?”

“I drove,” Catherine replied. She could tell Fiona was holding something back. “Grandma, if there’s something on your mind, just say it.”

Fiona glanced over at Sophia.

Catherine followed her gaze and caught Sophia behind her, looking all anxious and fidgety.

Clearly, these two were plotting something.

“Never mind, it’s nothing,” Fiona waved her hand, brushing it off. “I was just curious… what are you doing for the New Year?”

Catherine hadn’t even thought about it until Fiona brought it up. For the past two years, ever since she married Lance, she’d spent the holidays with the James family. This year, though, things were going back to the way they used to be.

“I’ll go back to the orphanage,” she said.

Fiona squeezed her hand. “Come stay with us at the James house. It’s just going to be me and Sophia this year. You’ll make it feel more festive.”

Catherine remembered—Belinda and the others had gone abroad. And Lance, well, he’d be with Adelina for the holiday.

She shook her head. “I shouldn’t. It just doesn’t feel right.”

“There are so many kids at the orphanage. They’ll be fine without you,” Fiona pushed gently. “Just come for New Year’s Eve, even if it’s just for the night. Please?”

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