The nurse hurriedly stopped her. “Your throat is seriously injured. You can’t speak for now.”
Sydney picked up her phone and saw Savannah’s latest Instagram post.
At the amusement park, Preston held Chicago’s hand on one side, Savannah on the other—the three looking like a perfect happy family.
Sydney’s gaze darkened instantly, fists clenching so tightly her knuckles turned white.
Before Julien died, his greatest wish had been for Preston to take him to the amusement park. But the poor boy had never gotten that chance.
Not even on his birthday did Preston show up. They waited day and night for him, but he never came.
He said he was busy with work. But Sydney knew too well that was just an excuse!
Three whole years, he spared not a single day for Julien, yet the moment Savannah returned to New York, he immediately whisked her and Chicago off to the amusement park.
Sydney threw back the covers and tried to stand.
The nurse grew worried. “Hey, you can’t leave yet! You’re heavily injured and pregnant! If you must be discharged, your family has to come get you.”
Family?
A bitter laugh escaped Sydney’s lips. The Adelsons had always treated her like a tool. And her husband…
Ever since Savannah and her son returned, Preston had probably already forgotten his wife existed.
The moment she stepped through the villa’s door, her blood boiled.
An Alaskan malamute wore a tiny outfit. To be specific, it was Julien’s outfit!
Every piece of the boy’s belongings had been carefully preserved by her, treasured like a lifeline. And now, someone had desecrated them like this!
Rage ignited inside her right there and then. Ignoring her injuries, she lunged to snatch the clothes.
Just then, Preston and Savannah walked in with Chicago.
The kid swung a wooden stick at Sydney. “Bad woman! Don’t hurt Loki! I’ll beat you to death! I’ll beat you to death, bad woman!”
But Sydney’s eyes were fixed only on Julien’s clothes.The next second, she shoved the kid aside.
The kid toppled to the floor and started wailing.
Preston’s face darkened instantly. He scooped up Chicago, soothing him, then spun around to scold Sydney.
“What’s gotten into you?!”
Her eyes were bloodshot, fury clouding all reason. “Preston, that’s Julien’s clothing! You’re putting Julien’s clothes on a dog!”