The thought sent chills down her spine and made her hands clammy.
“Sorry, Ms. Smith. I didn’t expect this to happen as well. I just… I just don’t like other people to touch my piano. You know, for a pianist, the piano is…”
Natalie cut her off in an icy voice. “I don’t know any of it! I only know that you caused my daughter to fall because she touched your piano for a second. It seems like Ms. Graham thinks that a piano is much more important than human life.”
Looking at Jacqueline with his eyes filled with disappointment, Shane finally spoke up, “Once the celebratory banquet for your recovery is over, I’ll inform Mr. Gunn to let you stay at his place.”
With that, he turned away from her, swept Sharon into his arms, and carried her upstairs.
Connor went after them immediately.
Jacqueline stared at the three of them as panic rose within her.
She knew that Shane was deeply disappointed with her.
Just because I pushed this little girl, he’s upset with me? Is our relationship less important than the kid whom he met a few months ago? We’ve known each other for more than ten years!
Natalie took a deep breath as she strained to suppress the fury within her. “Ms. Graham, I’ll never forget about what you had done to my daughter. Pray that she would be alright, or else, I will not let this slide.”
Previously, she tried to push me down the stairs, but I didn’t pursue the matter out of my respect to Mr. Gunn. But if Sharon is severely injured, I won’t hold myself back this time because it’s my responsibility to protect my child.
With such thought in mind, Natalie stared her down with intense hatred until Jacqueline turned pale in fear. Then, she hurried upstairs to tend to her daughter.
When she entered Sharon’s room, the father-children trio was inside.
Sharon was in Shane’s arms. Even though she had stopped crying, she was still unwilling to talk, looking pitiful with her tear-streaked face.
Meanwhile, Connor was standing beside her with a lollipop in his hand as he tried to cheer Sharon up, but she was so frightened that not even her favorite lollipop could make her happy.
“Sharon,” Natalie called gently.
Sharon raised her head and pouted at her mother, seemingly about to shed tears again.
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