Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 1274

Chapter 1274

“Eveline?” Eloise snapped out of it and widened her big, pretty eyes. She examined Madeline with a critical gaze. Then, she shook her head. “This is not Eveline, no.”

Madeline felt something within her breaking into pieces when she heard Eloise denying her.

She looked over at Eloise, who was behind Sean, with a cautious gaze as tears started flowing.

Madeline composed herself and said to Sean, “Why is she this way? Why can’t she recognize me? Dad, what’s going on?”

Sean let out a long sigh and said while feeling heartbroken, “It’s all because of Lana.”

“Lana?”

Sean nodded, his eyes gleaming with a deep hatred for Lana.

“Because of her, our courtyard was burned into ashes. Your mom thought that you were in trouble when the fire happened. Ever since then, she keeps saying she wants to look for you. Day in day out, she would keep muttering your name hundreds of times, or even thousands of times…”

At that point, Sean choked. He grasped Eloise’s hand. His eyes were still brewing with the indescribable hurt and care he had for Eloise.

“Soon after, your mom became like this because she desperately misses you. Now, she can’t recognize anybody but me. Not just that, but her intelligence has declined as well. Occasionally, she can’t carry out even the most basic day-to-day tasks.”

Madeline felt her heart being pierced by a sharp blade after listening to Sean’s explanation. The hurtful feeling seeped deep into her bone marrow.

“Let’s not bother about her, Sean. Let’s go look for Eveline!” Eloise looked at Madeline calmly. She grabbed Sean’s hand tightly, her expression suddenly becoming anxious and worried. “Sean, do you think perhaps Eveline isn’t willing to forgive us? Is that why that kid went into hiding and doesn’t want to meet us?”

As Eloise spoke, she started blaming herself. “It’s all my fault, it’s my fault. I didn’t recognize Eveline and mistook that bad lady as my daughter instead. I’ve let Eveline down and allowed her to endure lots of suffering. I’m not a good mother. Eveline will never forgive me. She’ll never…”