Chapter 184 Where Is Here?
Seeing her cry, Waldron’s eyes also turned red. He took a step forward and sat by her bedside, saying, “We didn’t want to say it because we were afraid it would make you sad.”
Upon hearing these words, Claudia’s body trembled slightly, her eyes widened, and tears uncontrollably streamed down her face.
“Where is he? I want to go and see him.”
Upon hearing these words, Ervin furrowed his brow. Behind his wire- framed gla**es, his eyes were incredibly calm as he said, “Once you’re feeling better, we’ll take you to see it.”
I didn’t say where to go, nor did I specifically tell her whether it was dead or alive.
Claudia lowered her eyes and did not continue to ask further.
These days, Yvette has come to see her, and Horace has also come to see her. Seeing her in a bad state, they didn’t dare to stay for long, afraid of touching certain forbidden wounds.
The day before discharge, Everett came.
The former dashing young man has become much haggard, as if he has not yet pulled himself out of a certain state.
He coldly handed Claudia a file bag when he saw her, saying, “Yours.”
Claudia lifted her eyelids, glanced at the file bag, and clenched her fingers, afraid to reach out.
The members of the Friedan family all arrived, especially Ervin and Waldron. When they saw Everett approaching, their faces couldn’t help but show nervousness.
Everett looked around at the people in the room and saw that they were all tense, with a mocking smile playing at the corners of their lips.
He looked at Claudia, with handsome eyebrows and eyes showing exhaustion mixed with fierceness, and there was not a trace of politeness in his words: “Why aren’t you answering? What are you afraid of?”
Claudia pursed her lips and asked, “What is this?”
Everett grinned and laughed in retaliation, “Edmond’s inheritance!”
The word “heritage” felt like a heavy hammer, smashing onto everyone’s shoulders.
The atmosphere was dead silent.
Claudia’s legs went weak, and she collapsed directly onto the ground.
“Seraphina…” Emily supported her, her face full of worry.
Claudia’s face was pale, and she tightly bit her lower lip. The joints of her fingers had turned white due to the force she exerted.
Immediately, an uncomfortable dull pain spread across her chest, and her stomach churned violently. She forcefully vomited, but nothing
came out.
Seeing her like this, Everett’s face showed a rare satisfaction.
“You said how come you are so lucky, every time you are fine, but he gets hurt for you every time, even lost his life!”
“Everett!” Waldron grabbed his collar and forcefully pushed him against the wall. “This is not the place for you to act out, get out!”
“Waldron!” Ervin stopped Waldron and then looked at Everett, calmly saying, “Mr. Ramsey, the conversation is over, you may leave. The deceased is gone, some people may be alive, but they are actually more miserable than being dead.
He glanced at Claudia faintly, and his eyes turned red.
During her days in the hospital, Claudia dared not look at her phone and avoided meeting people. From the moment she voluntarily mentioned Edmond to now, she forbade anyone from mentioning Edmond, even though she knew deep down.
She was just escaping, protecting her battered heart in this clumsy
way.
Looking at Claudia’s dull expression, Everett’s eyes turned red and redder.
He understood the reason, how could he not understand it!
But the living people were too miserable.
Edmond was his best friend, and the thought of him sacrificing his life for this woman made it impossible to suppress his anger and hatred.
He bit his tongue, forcing back the tears in his eyes, and slowly walked up to Claudia, crouching down.
He placed the documents in front of her, his voice cold.
“Do you know why Edmond was protecting Rosalie?”
Waldron rolled up his sleeves and tried to intervene, but Claudia lifted her face and looked at Waldron with teary eyes, saying, “Waldron, let
him speak.”
Everett sneered, his eyes crimson.
“Tristen was burned alive in order to save Edmond, and before dying, he asked Edmond to take good care of Rosalie.”
The whole room fell silent, not a sound could be heard, you could hear a pin drop.
They knew that Tristen was burned to death, but they didn’t know it was to save Edmond…
Waldron frowned and was about to stop him, but Ervin shook his head at him.
“In Edmond’s heart, Rosalie was Tristen. This was his debt and his fate.”
Word by word, Everett spoke with certainty, his cold voice echoing in the room.
Claudia’s gaze froze as she remembered Edmond saying that Rosalie was his responsibility.
Originally, Rosalie was indeed his responsibility.
This is Tristen’s last words. After Tristen’s death, Rosalie became Edmond’s responsibility and destiny.
Edmond was afraid of fire and never entered the kitchen. The
cigarettes he smoked were electronic cigarettes. The root cause was revealed.
Fire is warm, but for Edmond, any place with fire was hell.
“Edmond’s parents blamed him for everything, especially his father,
who would hit him, curse at him, and question why it wasn’t him who died, but Tristen, the heir groomed by the Lamont Group since childhood, instead of him, a worthless person like him.”
Upon hearing these words, Claudia’s heart felt as if it had been pierced by a needle, and fresh blood gushed out.
My brother died, and I was still being blamed by my father. It was even more painful to live with such guilt than to be dead.
No wonder Edmond’s temperament changed drastically. The
reproaches from his loved ones would make him suffer for a day every time he heard them.
“On Tristen’s anniversary, Edmond’s father committed suicide, and Edmond’s mother started hating him, considering him a jinx…” Everett’s eyes turned red, tears welling up in them. “Since that day, Edmond has been living like a walking corpse, protecting Rosalie became his reason to survive, and it had nothing to do with emotions.”
Claudia’s heart trembled heavily as she held the document in her hand, slowly curling up her body.
No wonder Rosalie said Edmond was a person living in the abyss, someone who carried the burden of two lives, how could he possibly walk from darkness into sunlight.
“And you! What have you done? After marrying him, you ate his food, drank his drinks, lived off him, and even had the audacity to cuckold him!” Thinking about the several men she had entangled with, Everett felt betrayed himself, his crimson eyes filled with anger. “His
intentions had nothing to do with your grandmother, he wanted to cure her. It was that wretched woman Rosalie who orchestrated everything. You never gave him a chance to explain, and now that he’s dead, are you satisfied?”
It’s not that I didn’t give a chance for explanation, it’s that I didn’t dare to give one.
She was afraid, afraid of forgiving him, afraid of falling into his tenderness again.
She had Enigma investigate–Edmond’s past, but they found nothing. Little did she know, there were so many hidden secrets behind it.
She covered her mouth and couldn’t help but sob.
How could I not be sad…
He died!
She no longer worried that he would force her to remarry, snatch the children from her, or hurt her.
But my heart hurts so much…
The heart felt empty, even breathing would hurt.
She looked up, the glaring lights piercing her eyes. In that moment, tears seemed to have dried up.
She had thought about cutting ties with him, but she never thought he would die, let alone die for her.
“Except for some of the Lamont Group, he gave you all his personal belongings,” Everett said with a bitter smile, his voice choked. “I advised him many times not to fall for a woman like you, who is fickle, but he didn’t listen.”
“Seraphina, you lived on with guilt like this, living for him, feeling his suffering, his pain…”
Everett’s words were like pearls, piercing mercilessly into the deepest
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part of her heart, like steel needles.
“Seraphina…” Emily embraced her, tears streaming down her face, “Child, it’s not your fault…”
“How could it not be my fault…” Claudia clenched her lower lip, her gaze empty. “It was me who lacked self–control and flirted with other men, it was me who ruined Pedro’s life, it was my stubbornness that led everyone to misunderstand.”
If she hadn’t involved Pedro, she wouldn’t have angered his fans, and no one would have hated her and wanted to kill her.
She was supposed to be the one who died.
She was a sinner, how could she have the qualification to live for others?
Watching her in such agony, Emily couldn’t help but let her tears fall. Just a few days ago, she had been grateful that Seraphina was alive, but now she realized that sometimes, being alive could be even more painful than death.
The rest of the Friedan family also fell silent, and after listening to Everett’s words, they too had a heavy stone weighing on their hearts.
After all, Edmond saved their loved ones, even Waldron, who had always had a dislike for Edmond, remained silent and didn’t say a word.
Claudia wiped away her tears and murmured, “Where is Edmond buried? I want to go see him.”
