Milford fell silent for a moment before his voice came through, low and apologetic. "I'm sorry. I didn't expect things to turn out like this..."
"What's the use of apologizing?" Yvonne's voice trembled. "I want an apology from Tamara! I want her to confess!"
She gripped the phone, emphasizing every syllable. "Milford, I'll say it again. Until this is resolved properly, I am not going back to the Sherwood family!"
With that, she hung up the phone. She couldn't hold back anymore, and tears rolled down her cheeks.
...
Meanwhile, at the Sherwood villa.
Milford stared at the disconnected phone, his brow furrowed.
Gloria, seeing his expression, asked anxiously, "Well? What did Yvonne say?"
Milford glanced hesitantly at Fitch, choosing to soften Yvonne's words slightly before relaying them. "She said she's not coming back. Unless Tamara leaves this house, she won't return."
Fitch let out a cold snort, interpreting Yvonne's words as a threat. "Let her throw her tantrum! We spoiled her too much. Now she thinks she can threaten her own parents! Leave her be. When she comes to her senses, she'll come back on her own!"
Fitch didn't take Yvonne's ultimatum seriously. She had always lived under the protection of the Sherwood family and had barely experienced the real world. He believed that once she tasted a bit of hardship outside, she would understand his intentions.
Fitch was unconcerned, but Gloria couldn't be.
For the four years Yvonne had been bedridden, Gloria had cared for her meticulously. Yvonne had barely been home from the care facility for two days before ending up back in the hospital, and now she had run away. Why did her daughter have to suffer so much bad luck?
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