Ferris likely wouldn't stop me anyway. His entire focus was on Zoey now, and he was probably itching for me to move out of Eden Gardens so his darling could take over.
Short on time, I couldn't finish packing everything before I had to rush off to the hospital for work.
The morning was as incredibly hectic as always. By lunchtime, I had planned to drop by Uncle Silas's room, but the thought of facing Lucille made me lose my nerve, and I ended up skipping the visit.
Ever since that day in his room when I declared I only wanted a divorce, Lucille hadn't said a word to me. After Ferris and I went to The Registry Office, she hadn't just stopped seeking me out—she hadn't contacted me at all.
She was genuinely furious with me.
Eventually, Amber called me to give a quick update. "Your uncle is recovering wonderfully, he's in great spirits. A caregiver stayed with him last night, and Lucille just arrived around noon. She was so warm when she saw me, saying she cooked too much and packed a portion for me to bring back."
I stared at the clear Tupperware she was holding, pressing my lips together.
Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, pan-fried tofu, spicy stir-fried pork, and a bowl of rib soup.
All home-cooked by Lucille herself.
"Honestly, there's no way this food was meant for me. She obviously used me as a delivery service to get it to you. She cares about you so much! Selena, what exactly did you guys even fight about? You two are practically mother and daughter, stop giving each other the cold shoulder and make up already," Amber urged patiently.
A subtle, lingering warmth spread through my chest.


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