Why the Crocodile Tears (by Flower Sock) novel Chapter 19

Brisa answered, “I was the one who asked Matto come over and kep me company. I haven’t seen her in so long, and I really missed her.”

“Oh, see babel nodded, but she still looked a little puzzled “ut there was a well–dressed woman standing next to G Do you know who she is, Anathen?

“A woman?” Brisa’s expression darkened instantly

Gregory

Analica noticed the shill and tried to steer the conversation elsewhere, but Isabel beat her to it. “Yeah, and she even arrived with Gregory.”

Brisa’s face turned serious as she looked at Anathea. “Walt a mine. I told Arnold to pick you and Gregory up together. How did you get here?”

Anathea hesitated for a moment before answering honestly, “I drove myself.”

Brisa’s brows furrowed as she snapped, “Unbelievable! That little beat actually left you to drive here alone?”

“Grandma, actually-”

Anathea tried to explain, but Brisa cut her off. “Don’t defend him!”

Anathea rarely saw Brisa this angry, so she swallowed her words and stayed quiet. Seeing Brisa’s reaction, Isabel finally realized she might have said something she shouldn’t have. She shot Anathea an apologetic look.

Anathea knew Isabel was always straightforward and never meant any harm. She’d only been curious, that was all. Anathea gave her a slight nod to show she understood.

However, Brisa was already too worked up. She clutched her chest breathing heavily.

“Grandma!”

“Mrs. Sinclair Senior!”

Anathea and Isabel immediately rushed to her side, calling for the family doctor.

After a quick checkup, the doctor reassured them, “Mrs. Sinclair Senior just got too worked up. She’ll be fine after some rest. Just make sure she avoids any more emotional outbursts.”

“Got it,” Anathea said seriously, her gaze shifting to Brisa, who was now lying down to rest.

A complicated emotion flickered in her eyes. If just this bit of news upset Brisa this much, Anathea couldn’t imagine what would happen if Brisa found out she and Gregory had already signed the divorce agreement.

“Don’t be mad, Grandma,” Isabel whispered, trying to smooth things over. “I only said it casually. I didn’t even see clearly. Maybe I was mistaken.”

She’d only caught a glimpse from afar and had never even gotten a good look at Natalie.

Brisa remained silent, her expression cold as she turned to Anathe “Nat, come here.”

Anathea walked up to her, ready to say something to calm her down. But before she could, Brisa took her hand and sighed. “You must’ve been through so much.”

Anathea froze, caught off guard. For some reason, hearing those words instead of an interrogation made her nose sting

She’d always believed that her marriage to Gregory was something she’d fought for. She’d gotten what she’d wanted, and since others saw her methods as less than honorable, she had no right to feel wronged no matter how much Gregory ignored her.

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