The Year She Stopped Being Crazy for Him novel Chapter 117

Cecily let out a heavy sigh. "Are you two fighting again?"

Hassan replied coolly, "We're not fighting."

Natalie didn't say a single word. She walked straight into the bedroom and shut the door behind her. Leaning her back against the cool wood, she pressed her palms against her eyes.

After a few moments, she pulled out her phone and texted Yvonne to ask how she was feeling. She had been swamped the past two days and hadn't been able to visit.

Yvonne didn't reply. Figuring the older woman simply hadn't checked her phone, Natalie headed into the walk-in closet to change.

When she came back out and checked her phone again, there was still no response.

Frowning slightly, Natalie sent another message: "What are you up to, Grandma?"

The moment she hit send, an alert popped up. She had been blocked.

Her blood ran cold. She knew immediately that Aunt Tilda had done it.

Her chest suddenly felt entirely hollow, as if a vital piece had been brutally scooped out.

Natalie took a few slow, aimless steps, her eyes completely vacant. She braced her hands against the edge of the mattress and slowly sank down, utterly defeated.

If she truly lost the last bit of family she had left, what was she supposed to do?

Every single day, Natalie's greatest hope was for her grandmother to recover so they could move back to the old house together, where she could take care of both her grandparents and spend more time with them.

She used to think it was a simple, achievable dream, but now it felt like an impossible fantasy.

On countless restless nights, she wondered why every single person in her family eventually abandoned her.

But Natalie wasn't allowed the luxury of wallowing in her grief for long.

The DNA test results came back.

Adrian was indeed Hassan's biological son, but he was absolutely not Gardenia's biological son.

Natalie and Nancy stared at the report together, both so stunned that neither spoke for a long time.

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