Chapter 1319 The Unexpected Visitor
“I’m sorry, Mom. I really am!” Joyce lowered her face once again and covered it with her hands before starting to bawl.
Realizing that she had been too harsh on her daughter, Caitlin immediately felt guilty. “I’m sorry too, Joyce. I know I shouldn’t have yelled at you like that. I’m just worried about you, Joyce. Did you get into some sort of trouble? Is that why you suddenly quit your job?”
Joyce responded to that by shaking her head. “No, I didn’t get into any trouble. It’s just that… I’m sorry, Mom. I can’t tell you, okay? Please just stop asking!”
Even if Joyce was allowed to tell Caitlin the truth, she would rather not, for she knew that her mother would not be able to handle it.
Caitlin was upset with Joyce’s stubbornness, yet there was nothing she could do about it.
After all, she knew better than to keep pushing her daughter at that point.
She would not be able to forgive herself if anything were to happen to Joyce because of her actions.
“Fine. If you don’t want to tell me, I won’t force you. But I hope that you won’t do anything to hurt me or your father, or we’ll never forgive you. We’ve been through too much to be hurt again. We’re getting too old for grief, you understand?” warned Caitlin sternly while staring at Joyce, who froze for a while before nodding in agreement.
Just when Caitlin was about to leave the room, she heard the doorbell ring. “Who might that be? It can’t be your father, can it?”
“Dad went out to play chess. He should have his keys with him,” answered Joyce after shaking her head.
“I guess I’ll just have to go see who it is,” informed Caitlin making her way out of the room.
Joyce knitted her eyebrows when she was left alone once again, seemingly troubled by her mother’s words. They’ll never forgive me, huh? I don’t want to disappoint them either, but I have to do something about the Quinns. Otherwise, Stanley will never stop pouring his hate on my family. Like me, my parents have suffered for decades because of the Quinns, and I don’t want that to go on. I know what I must do to end this once and for all. Dad, Mom, I’m sorry that I’m such a terrible daughter. I don’t think I can keep my promise because I have to do what I can to end this hatred between us and the Quinns.
Joyce was still absorbed in thought when she suddenly hear a familiar voice coming from outside her room.
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