"Look at Ms. Smith’s face. She’s pale. Wouldn't her marriage with Mr. Goyle be tragically shattered? I guess she will go crazy soon."
Unfortunately, the scene they imagined did not come true. Even if Tristan did something more ridiculous for Linda, I was not so surprised.
I calmly scrubbed my daughter's tombstone and called the secretary to divide the property.
My parents died when I was 18 years old, leaving me alone to carry the Smith Family. At that time, I was isolated and helpless. Tristan Goyle came and promised to marry me as it was arranged by my parents when I was a child.
I fell in love with Tristan at first sight. I was grateful and moved. Knowing that he would marry me, I decided to support and develop the Goyle and Smith’s properties as well as withstood the family pressure for him.
Until I realized that he put in faith in a quite strange of religion, I kept staying in the empty room for ten years without any complaints.
It was not until Tristan’s father asked him to give birth to an heir that I carefully proposed IVF Program and gave birth to a daughter despite the purple swelling on my abdomen.
I thought he was full of mercy like the moon niche in the sky. However, I was totally wrong. He let my daughter die and it just destroyed all my perspective of him.
A little memento from Linda was worth the lives of both my daughter and me.
Since the entanglement with Tristan started with the interests of the two companies, I would love to start again with it.
I forced myself to quickly withdraw from the pain of my daughter's death and returned to the villa after a busy day and night in the company.
As soon as I opened the door, an indescribable smell rushed into my nose. Then I saw a scene that made my blood run cold.
The door of Aishlyn room was wide open and all the things inside were emptied. I was looking around. In the yard, I found Linda throwing Aishlyn's photos and some hair into the fire.
"Tristan, can this really help Xena's leukemia get better? Do you think that Aishlyn would blame us to use her body part?" Linda said with sobs, as her face was full of guilt.
Ironically, she still added other pieces of Aishlyn’s hair into the fire.
Tristan looked at her gently, "This is something you have worked so hard. Xena will definitely get better after it is done. Aishlyn’s spirit can be Xena's patron saint. It is a blessing she has cultivated for several lifetimes."