The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 615

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The woman’s hand was tucked into the crook of the man's arm, their relationship immediately obvious.

Ethan stopped dead in his tracks. His face instantly turned to ice, his entire demeanor shifting into something sharp and hostile.

Leilani noticed the change immediately, her gaze lingering on the man. He had changed a great deal, but she could still see traces of his former self in his now-plump face. Ethan's reaction only confirmed her suspicion: this had to be his father, Dustin Jenkins.

He certainly looked like he had done well for himself over the years, far more prosperous than she remembered. That made it easy to guess the identity of the woman beside him. She must be the new, younger wife Dustin had married after Maggie's death.

Dustin had clearly seen them too. His brow furrowed as his eyes fell on Leilani, a flicker of vague recognition in them before he turned his attention to Ethan, his tone dripping with his usual brand of paternal reprimand.

"What are you doing here? You didn't even tell me you were coming. I've told you countless times to call me when you come to visit your mother on All Souls' Day. You always sneak here alone. You make it seem like I'm not even your father! Do you know how that makes us look to other people? They'll think we're a broken family!"

Ethan let out a cold, sardonic laugh. "I think I should be the one asking you that question. Dustin, how dare you bring her to my mother's grave?"

Ethan couldn't stop Dustin from visiting his mother—after all, the man had once been her husband. But he never imagined Dustin would be so brazen as to bring that woman here. It was a blatant provocation, a calculated insult.

Dustin had always loathed his son's defiant attitude. His face darkened. "Insolent boy! Ethan, do you have any respect for me at all? I am your father! Who gave you the right to use my name? And what's wrong with me visiting my own wife's grave?"