It Doesn’t Matter Anymore novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85

“Of course, she’s doing everything she can to please old Mr and Mrs. Shannon The Shannon family’s dinner wouldn’t be complete without h The woman across from her mocked coldly

Lucas’s maternal grandfather, Mr. Shannon, came from a long line of wealth.

When the Chandler family fought internally and Lucas’s father died unexpectedly, Lucas rushed back from abroad, nearly getting kicked out family business by his uncles.

At that time, even without the issue of the fake heiress, Jennie wouldn’t have gone through with the marriage. She certainly wouldn’t marry who had fallen from grace.

But surprisingly, through his marriage to Liora, Lucas gained the support of his estranged grandfather and quickly turned is fortune around

As for the fool she chose back then…

Not only did he squander their entire fortune, but he nearly killed her as well!

If it hadn’t been for Lucas, she’d be dead by now!

She’d made the wrong choice once.

This time, no matter what it took, she had to hold on tightly to Lucas!

Tonight…

Jennie hung up the phone.

A scheming smile curled on her lips.

She would make Liora lose her mind in front of the Shannon family elders!

However, the grand scene Jennie had hoped for never materialized.

Liora didn’t show up at the Shannon family dinner.

After arranging Olivia’s ashes, the nurse handed Liora Olivia’s few belongings, sobbing quietly.

There wasn’t much to her belongings, just an old phone that had been used for more than ten years, and a set of keys.

They were the keys to the Crystalshore house.

By evening, Liora took Olivia back to Crystalshore, miles away.

The old neighbors were overjoyed to see her, but once they heard about Olivia’s passing, they burst into tears.

Crystalshore had a small cemetery facing the sea, located behind the orphanage.

Olivia would be buried there.

That night, a light drizzle fell over Crystalshore.

The neighbors, stepping in and out, helped Liora, who had no experience, with the funeral arrangements.

Everything on the island seemed unchanged

Liora stood at the street corner, staring blankly at the dim lights in the distance

It almost seemed like, at any moment, her beloved Seb would appear from the depths of the li

“Liora, have you eaten yet? It’s starting to rain, don’t stand out here-come to Grandma’s and h the brownies Grandma made when you were little!” A passing old woman gently tapped her ca Liora.

It felt like she was trying to coax her own granddaughter.

Liora smiled obediently and signed, “No, I’m going to see Seb.”

The old woman was stunned.

Her son had specifically warned her not to bring up Seb in front of Liora, nor mention anyone w surname approach Liora.

Before the woman could process what had just happened,

Liora had already left.

Sebastian was buried on a small hill behind the orphanage.

From there, one could see the Crystalshore orphanage and Olivia’s house in the distance.

The rain fell softly.

The sea breeze carried a chill.

After two sleepless days, Liora, utterly exhausted, collapsed beside Sebastian’s grave.

Her fingers traced his name on the tombstone.

Her heart was pierced by the countless memories, leaving it bloodied and raw.

“Sebastian.”

Tears mixed with the rain, sliding down her cheeks.

“Please, pity me.”

Liora silently pleaded within.

“Come back…

Come back to me…”

The rain grew heavier, the wind colder.

Liora curled her body, unable to suppress the deep, piercing pain in her chest.

With the rain masking her sobs, she cried out loud.

God was cruel.

Making her lose her true love again and again.

New York.

The atmosphere at the Shannon family dinner was tense.

Liora, who normally joined the elderly couple every week for dinner, was absent. She didn’t respond to messages, and her phone remained qu

service.

Yet, one uninvited guest did show up.

Jennie, dressed elegantly in an expensive cashmere coat that hid her slightly rounded belly, sat by Lucas’s side all evening behaving obedie

Old Mr. and Mrs. Shannon didn’t give Jennie a single warm glance the entire time.

The monthly Shannon family dinner soon ended in discomfort.

When Lucas left, his grandfather called him to the study.

The rest of the family exchanged glances, some full of concern, others wearing a smug expression.

Lucas’s rapid rise and his ruthless methods with the Chandler family had made the Shannons wary of him.

Some even hoped that Lucas and his grandfather would soon fall out.

That way, the old man would kick Lucas out, sparing the Shannon family from the damage he might cause after finishing with the Chandlers.

Now, without any need for scheming, Lucas, in the middle of a formal family dinner, had dared to bring Jennie, his mistress, along.

Even if they didn’t do anything, the day they fell out was certainly not far off.

Everyone looked on with varying degrees of expectation.

In the study,

“You called everyone back here, saying you have something to announce, just to bring Jennie with you? Lucas, do you even remember you hav wife?!” Old Mr. Shannon slammed his palm onto the desk. “Don’t forget, if it weren’t for Liora’s willingness to marry you, the Shannon family wouldn’t have helped you. You would’ve been eaten alive by Chandlers!”

Lucas remained silent, his face cold.

It wasn’t so much his grandfather’s words that bothered him.

Jennie had explained to him-she didn’t know tonight was the Shannon family dinner.

The Hughes family and the Shannons had been family friends for generations, and Jennie had an elder she was close to here. She was just

visiting them today.

That elder was Lucas’s distant auntie, who had always disliked Liora.

Today, she probably wanted to stir up trouble through Jennie.

And Jennie, being naive, had no reason to be suspicious of an elder who was kind to her.

Chapter 85

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