My Sweet Second Marriage (Eudora and Amos)

Chapter 129

Both of them turned around and went out. They sat down on a bench outside the prison.

Eudora George hadn't seen Laura Westin for a long time. She looked much older ever since her son

was imprisoned.

A lot of things had happened in the past, but now it seemed to matter very little. They could not help but

sigh.

"Go ahead and ask. Don't keep me from meeting my

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son.

At that, Eudora asked, "Do you know who Fae is?"

“Of course I know who she is!” Laura answered. “Fae is...” She paused for a moment and asked, “Why

are you suddenly asking this?"

"Well, you don't say it if you don't want to!" With those words, Eudora got up to leave.

Laura hurriedly grabbed her. She was really afraid that Eudora would make her son's life in the prison

even more difficult.

“Fae was a friend of Felix’s and also his childhood sweetheart. They had a very good relationship when

they were younger. I liked Fae very much so Fae’s parents and I made a decision. They would get

married in the future when they were both older. Later on, when Fae was about seven or eight years

old, she and her parents moved abroad, and never came back. Eudora was stunned. "What do you

mean by never came back?"

Laura nodded. "She died. And I heard that she died in a horrible way. She was kidnapped by a psycho.

She was imprisoned in a basement and she was abused for half a month. When she was finally

rescued, she passed away."

Laura’s expression remained calm, but the fear in her eyes did not diminish.

However, the sound of a whip cracking suddenly resonated in her mind for no reason. Eudora

subconsciously closed her eyes and placed her hand over her beating heart.

Recently, she seemed to think of this scene often.

"So... do I know Fae?" Eudora asked.

Laura shook her head. "How would I know?"

Laura didn't know? Then why did Felix say that she had killed Fae? Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

As the conversation ended, Eudora got up and was about to leave. Laura stopped her, "Can you tell

Amos Granger to let our Felix go? After all, you were once Felix’s wife.

Eudora was surprised. "Did Felix ever see me as his wife?"

Laura went silent.

After Eudora left the prison, she quietly went back to the George Family. Gordon George was in the

yard, basking in the sun. He was very surprised when he saw her.

"Eudora, you’re back?" Eudora glanced at him. It hadn't been long since she last saw him, but now he

was sitting in a wheelchair.

Seeing her glance at the wheelchair, Gordon said, "It's just a small matter, don’t worry about it."

"I'm not worried." Eudora began awkwardly, before asking, "I want to ask you something."

"What is it?"

"Have I ever been to the United States when I was a child?"

Hearing this, Gordon was stunned and said hurriedly, "No."

"Really?" Eudora was suspicious. She felt that Gordon's demeanour had suddenly turned strange.

"Of course not!" This time, Gordon spoke with certainty, "Why are you asking this? Who told you that?"

"No one." Eudora said, "I'm going upstairs to see Mom."

Although Eudora's mother had passed away, Gordon wasn't that ruthless to rid everything of hers. He

still kept her former room in the house.

As Eudora pushed the door of the room open, she recalled the times when she was a child. Whenever

she was tired of playing in the garden, she would walk barefoot upstairs, after stepping in mud and

water. Her father would be scolding her as he followed after her.

"My little princess..."

And her mother would come towards her from the room with a displeased look on her face. Seeing her

feet, she would frown.

"Why are they dirty? Come on, I'll wash them for you."

Thinking of that, Eudora let out a sigh. There was a closet by the wall, and in it were all the things that

her mother had left behind. Eudora casually searched through them but found nothing.

Indeed, after her mother had passed away, she had looked at these things for over a thousand times. If

there was anything, she would have discovered it long ago.

She was over-thinking things!

After saying goodbye to her mother's photo, Eudora turned around and left.

As soon as she pushed the door open, she saw Kesha George blocking her way.

"Eudora, why are you back?"

Eudora had already read the reports in the paper, and had a general understanding of Kesha's current

situation, and she had no sympathy for her at all.

"This is my own home, why can't I come back?"

“Don't call it your home. My mother is the current Lady of this house, and she hasn’t approved you.

What right do you have to say that this is your home?

Eudora coldly replied, "Kesha, it seems you haven’t learnt your lesson, have you?"

Just as the two of them were about to quarrel, Felicia Maurice suddenly appeared from downstairs.

"Kesha, why are you talking to your sister? Go back to your room!"

Kesha pursed her lips and said, "Mom, you're always taking her side."

“Go back to your room!” Felicia scolded. She turned around and looked at Eudora. “You haven't been

back for such a long time, and you've lost a lot of weight. The last time I saw you, you were in the

hospital. Are you feeling better?"

Eudora couldn't stand Felicia's hypocritical attitude. She couldn't help but snap at her.

"I thought that you would be visiting me. I waited for a few days, but you never showed up."

The smile on Felicia’s face froze. Only then did Eudora turn around and head downstairs.

After Eudora left, Kesha impatiently glanced at Felicia, "Look at that! I knew she wouldn't appreciate it!"

Felicia bit her lips, and her expression turned serious for a second.

"You stubborn girl, you knew clearly that she doesn't want to see us. Why do you still keep bothering

her?"

"I'm bothering her?" Kesha gritted her teeth. "Whose mother are you?"

Kesha pushed Felicia away and ran off.

Felicia clenched her fists and thought to herself, "Kesha doesn’t know I’m doing all these for her own

good!" After Kesha ran out, she spent the rest of the night at a bar. The next day, she went to Wendy's

office drunk.

When Wendy Liam saw her, she was annoyed and felt a burst of anger.

"Didn't I tell you to take a break?"

Kesha, who was drunk, didn't notice that Wendy was unhappy. She found a sofa to lie down on and

began to gather her scattered thoughts.

“Wendy, I'm coming to realize that Eudora is not as good a person as you are. She is like a dog at Mr.

Granger's side. When he no longer cares for her, he will dump her!"

Her rants made Wendy feel a lot better. She got up and walked over.

"What's wrong? Did you quarrel with your sister again?"

“What quarrel? She asked for it! Every time she returns, she causes trouble. She regards herself as the

first daughter. Don't you think this is ridiculous?"

"It can't be that serious, can it? After all, your sister really is the first daughter."

“What first daughter? Do you know what that b*tch came back and did yesterday?"

"What did she do?" Wendy asked.

“She asked my father whether she’s ever been to the United States before! I'm going to laugh myself to

death. Shouldn't she know best whether she had ever been to the United States before? Why is she

asking others? She's making it as if she would be better if she had been to the United States before!"

Hearing this, Wendy was stunned. "Why would she ask that?"