NovelReadingChapter 103
Prison life had transformed Jenna. The once-stunning woman was now gaunt, her designer clothes replaced by a
baggy jumpsuit, her perfect complexion gone
sallow.
One slap from Mrs. Phillips sent her crashing to the concrete floor.
But it wasn't enough. Thinking of her son lying hooked to machines because of this woman, Mrs. Phillips
snapped. She lunged forward, grabbed Jenna by her collar, and struck her again and again.
If the guards hadn't pulled her off, Jenna might have left in a body bag.
Even restrained by two officers, Mrs. Phillips couldn't stop her verbal assault.
"You psychotic bitch! Why weren't you in that car instead?"
"Why aren't YOU the one who'll never wake up?"
As the words hit her, Jenna felt an almost out-of-body sense of irony. When Elijah had worshipped the ground she
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Now that Elijah hated her, Mrs. Phillips had completely flipped. "Psychotic bitch" was her new term of
endearment.
When Mrs. Phillips finally paused for breath, Jenna seized her moment.
"I'm the villain? What about your golden boy?"
"He claimed to love me, but every tGloria texted, he'd ghostto run to her!"
"He kepton a string while never cutting her loose. What kind of man wants it both ways? He always blamed
women for his bullshit. The world's better off without men like that."
"He earned that crash! He should stay a vegetable forever!"
Her vicious words dissolved into unhinged laughter that morphed into tears.
They had been perfect together once.
If not for Gloria, if not for Elijah's refusal to make a clean break, would she have done those things? Would she be
here now?
It was their fault. All of it!
"What gare you playing, Gloria? Aren't you obsessed with him? He's drugged and vulnerable, but instead of
taking advantage, you're callingto 'help' him?"
The memory made her seethe. She had never been wrong!
Finding an outlet for years of suppressed rage, Jenna launched into a tirade that made even the seasoned guards
uncomfortable.
Mid-rant, a new thought hit her, twisting her face into something ugly.
"Oh, and one more thing-we're still legally married, and I'll never sign divorce papers. He's mine until one of us
dies. Your precious family will never be rid of me!"
"You-!" Mrs. Phillips shook with rage, momentarily speechless.
News of the Phillips family eventually made its way across the Atlantic to Gloria.
Hearing Elijah's nafter so long caused a brief flicker-something not quite sadness, not quite relief. Since
walking away from him and building her London life, their paths had completely diverged. She'd never imagined
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Yet Gloria felt surprisingly unmoved about his condition. They were strangers now. His tragedy, however severe,
had nothing to do with her anymore.
The colleague who hesitantly mentioned the news watched Gloria carefully. Her genuine lack of reaction clearly
relieved them.
Sstill wondered, though. After all those years, was she truly over him?
Gloria shook her head slightly. After everything that had happened, how could she not be? Besides, her heart
was full now with people who actually deserved space there.
Across the courtyard, Lucas approached with their daughter perched on his shoulders. He extended his hand to
Gloria. "The little monster is getting hungry. Ready to head home?"
Home.
That word still gave her a flutter of happiness every time.
She looked at father and daughter with quiet joy and took his hand. "Let's go home."
From now on, through every season and every day, they were her family-exactly as it should be.
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