Chapter 93 She Wanted to End the Nightmare
That night, Ophelia refused to leave. She was afraid that Juniper would have trouble, so she stayed with her.
Juniper's phone kept ringing, but Juniper wasn't in the mood to answer. Ophelia helped her with the calls.
Among them, William and Michael called.
After talking to them on the phone, Ophelia said to Juniper, "William and Michael were just arguing to come over, but I told them not to."
Juniper nodded and said, "Yeah, I don't want to see them either."
Right now, she just wanted to stay with Lyra alone for the night.
"I told them to go to South Hill Cemetery tomorrow morning for Lyra's burial. A few people will come to pay their respects. Also, the nursing home just called and said the director will bring a few people to the cemetery tomorrow to offer condolences and bring Lyra's belongings for you."
Juniper had no objections and said, "I'll do as you say."
"Juniper, you haven't eaten much today. I'll order some millet porridge for you, have a little bit."
Juniper didn't refuse and simply said, "Okay."
Ophelia couldn't describe how she felt, but she felt like Juniper's heart had died.
Nursing home, room 416.
Ava sat on the edge of the bed. After being calm for a while, she finally wasn't as panicked.
Magnus closed the door.
He held Ava's shoulders and stared directly into her eyes with his dark eyes. He asked slowly and word by word, "Mom, is it you?"
Ava pursed her lips and said nothing.
"Tell me, is it you? Don't be afraid, even if it's you, I know you couldn't have done it on purpose. It was an accident, right?"
Ava looked at Magnus and stayed silent for a long time before finally uttering three words.
"I'm sorry."
The atmosphere fell into silence.
The last glimmer of light in his dark eyes extinguished in an instant.
So, Ava really accidentally pushed Lyra down?
Magnus looked at her, and his eyes gradually turned crimson.
He suddenly laughed.
His smile was mocking and cold.
Were some things and people simply unattainable fantasies?
Just when he thought he was grasping something, that glimmer of light vanished in an instant.
He would rather stay in darkness forever.
Why was it that he had already forgiven Juniper, yet he had to be mocked like this?
He left Ava's room.
Magnus ran into the director of the nursing home.
"Magnus, is Ava doing okay? If she's too traumatized, we can have a doctor take a look at her."
Magnus's face was cold and gloomy.
His voice was low and filled with icy chill. "There's no need. Let her rest."
"Alright, are you leaving?"
Magnus glanced at the corner of the wall. "Why is there so little surveillance in this nursing home?"
"We've been running this nursing home for many years. Partly because it's old, and also because if there are too many surveillance cameras, many people feel like they have no privacy. So, private nursing homes generally have fewer surveillance cameras."
"Where is the surveillance room?"
The director was momentarily taken aback. "Magnus, are you planning to access the surveillance footage?"
Magnus's aura was overpowering.
Gazing intently at the dean made the dean somewhat timid.
"Let me take you there, Magnus."
In the surveillance room, Magnus sat there and watched all the recent surveillance footage.
His expression turned icy.
The dean cautiously asked, "Magnus, is there a problem?"
"No."
The man stood up and left the surveillance room.
The dean sighed in relief.
What a string of unfortunate events today, the business of the sanatorium would suffer in the future.
But thankfully, it wasn't a murder, otherwise other clients would have been scared away a long time ago!
Maple Villa.
Patricia specifically went to Feng Nong Bar and had a few drinks with Matthew before returning.
Under the influence of alcohol, she became a bit more courageous.
As soon as she entered, she saw Michael sitting in the living room with a troubled expression.
"Michael, what's wrong with you?"
Michael glanced at the time and questioned, "Where did you go? You came back so late."
"I... I went to have a few drinks with friends. Is it illegal to drink?"
She pretended to be relaxed and walked towards the house, tossing her bag onto the sofa.
Michael couldn't help but say a few words, "Patricia, you're a girl. Going to a bar to drink all day long, what does that look like? It's already ten o'clock, if you encounter any hooligans outside and something happens, your whole life will be ruined!"
"Michael, it's a society ruled by law now. There aren't that many thugs on the streets. But I know you're worried about me."
Patricia ran over, hugged Michael's arm, and acted coquettishly.
Michael had no mood to joke with her and moved his arm away, saying, "Juniper's mother has had an accident. I have to go pay my respects tomorrow morning. Just stay calm at home."
Patricia pretended to be surprised, "Juniper's mother? What happened?"
"Seems like it was an accident, but I'm not sure about the details. I'll ask again when I go over tomorrow morning."
"Oh, then go ahead. Michael, I've had some alcohol and I'm a bit sleepy. I'll go upstairs to rest!"
Michael was slightly surprised, thinking she would start another argument with him and forbid him from seeing Juniper. However, unexpectedly, she didn't say a word this time.
Has she changed her mind?
Michael didn't think too much. He always believed that Patricia was just willful, but fundamentally, she wasn't bad at heart.
Juniper didn't know how long she had been guarding the mourning hall.
The doorbell rang.
Ophelia opened the door and was stunned, "Jennifer, why are you here?"
"Dad brought me here. Dad is downstairs, and he asked me to come and accompany Mom."
"This..."
Jennifer burst into the room and embraced Juniper tightly.
Juniper, kneeling there, stiffened her back.
"Jennifer, what's wrong?"
Jennifer sobbed, "Mom, don't be sad. Grandma is gone, but you still have me. I will always be with you."
Juniper held her in her arms, gently patting her back, and whispered hoarsely, "I’m not sad, and you don't need to be either."
Ophelia closed the door and ran to the balcony, glancing down.
Magnus' car was indeed still downstairs.
"Juniper, Magnus is downstairs. He brought Jennifer here and hasn't left yet."
Juniper gently pushed Jennifer away and caressed her face, saying, "It's too late today. Dad is waiting for you downstairs, you should go back first. I’m fine, you don't need to stay with me."
"Mama, I'm not leaving! If I leave, I won't see you again!"
Juniper smiled faintly, "Don't talk nonsense. We will have plenty of time to see each other in the future."
Jennifer's little nose turned red from crying, and she pouted, saying, "I don't care. Dad agreed, I'm staying with you tonight, I'm not leaving!"
"Juniper, just let Jennifer stay here. She can accompany you and it will make you feel better."
Juniper looked down at the child in her arms, gently stroked her soft hair, and finally agreed.
"Then let's go together to attend Grandma's funeral tomorrow."
"Okay!"
Jennifer reached out her little hand and touched Juniper's face.
Curiously, she asked, "Mom, why aren't you crying?"
Grandma has passed away, so Mom should be the most sad.
Since she's sad, why isn't she crying?
Juniper looked at the portrait of Lyra and smiled, "Perhaps living is the real torment, and death is a kind of relief. Grandma has just gone to enjoy another world."
Jennifer hugged her tightly, "Mom, you're not allowed to go enjoy with Grandma. I'm scared."
"Don't be afraid, I’m here."
She wasn't sure how long she could hold on.
She really didn't want to have this nightmare again.
‘I'm sorry, Jennifer. This time, I want to be selfish.’ Juniper pondered.
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