I hung up the phone without saying a word, then took my handbag and coat before leaving the office.
Marcus was really gone. How quick and sudden...
He was fine when I met him a few months back...
Upon reaching the hospital, I went to the 12th floor after enquiring with the nurse.
The second I stepped out of the elevator, I saw Nancy sitting on the bench in the corridor. She was staring blankly outside the window, looking as if she had lost her soul.
Quinn and Matthew were both absent for some reason. I hesitated for quite some time but I still walked over in the end.
Nancy’s eyes started to regain focus when she saw m e. "Why are you here?"
I pursed my lips a little and said gently, "Aunt Nancy, my sincere—"
"Shut the hell up!" Nancy interrupted me. She got up and grabbed my hair. "You're one of the Grants. None o f you are good people. Get out of my sight now!'
I frowned in pain. "Please calm down."
Nancy was surprisingly strong and managed to push
me against the wall in one go. "Stay away from my son from now on! That b*tch Quinn Grant might have stolen my husband, but you won't be able to steal my son away! Dream on! You Grants shouldn't think about having us Zimmers wrapped around your fingers!"
When I saw her frantic behavior, I gave up trying to talk to her and thought of leaving.
I was just about to leave when Nancy grabbed my hair with one hand and slapped my face with the other." You batches, none of you will end up well. I’ll not let you all live as you wish. I want all of you to go to hell!"
Matthew saw the situation when he stepped out of the elevator and immediately rushed over to separate us." Mom, what are you doing?”
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