Chapter 644
Rafael said that only someone who could make her feel hope and attachment again could wake her up.
Jackson couldn't help but wonder if Ambrose was the one who could give her hope and a reason to stay now.
Thinking of this, the light on Jackson's handsome face, which had appeared because Lillian woke up, gradually faded away.
He seemed to turn into a silent statue.
"Jackson? Aren't you going to check on her?" Gray asked in surprise, seeing him standing still.
Jackson's Adam's apple moved with difficulty, and he hoarsely asked, "What did the Kelly family say to her?"
He wanted to know what she heard that woke her up.
Gray frowned slightly, looking puzzled. "It didn't seem like they said anything special. Flora doesn't even know Lillian, she got her name wrong, and just cried while holding Lillian's hand, asking if she really didn't want her family anymore, and told her to wake up and come home."
"What about Ambrose?" Jackson went on to ask.
Gray suddenly realized that Jackson wanted to know if it was Ambrose who had woken Lillian up.
He replied, "Ambrose didn't say anything special either. He said his aunt loved dancing but couldn't pursue it professionally because she was Ms. Kelly, the only heir of the Kelly family. But she collected many beautiful dance dresses and shoes, and he asked Lillian if she wanted to see them. Then, Lillian woke up."
The more Gray spoke, the colder Jackson's face became. Gray also noticed that bits of something were continuously falling from Jackson's right hand to the ground.
He felt that Jackson wanted to crush not just the half-smoked cigarette, but Ambrose's bones.
Gray awkwardly smiled and said, "Jackson, I think it might not be the Kelly family who woke Lillian up. It could just be a coincidence; Lillian was probably going to wake up anyway. But Jackson, you really need to go over there. Don't let Lillian think you've been ignoring her these past two days and that it was Ambrose who stayed with her... Jackson, where are you going?"
Before Gray could finish his sentence, Jackson had already turned around.
But he was not heading in the direction of Lillian's bedroom.
Gray watched his back, frowning deeply.
No way, at such a critical moment, Jackson was actually leaving?
Was he really ready to give up on Lillian and never contact her again from then on?
Gray turned and walked towards the bedroom, but just as he reached the door, Shirley was helping Lyra out.
Gray saw at a glance that Lillian, wrapped in a thick cashmere blanket and wearing a hat, was being carried by Ambrose.
Flora was following beside them, holding one of Lillian's hands, walking out.
Gray's expression changed, and he asked, "What are you doing?"
Shirley, with red and swollen eyes, said, "Of course, we're taking Lillian away. Get out of the way and stop blocking us!"
She said this while trying to push Gray aside. Gray stood still and looked at Lyra.
"Mrs. Frane, you agreed to this? Jackson doesn't even know...!"
Before he could finish, Shirley, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, jumped up and covered his mouth. "Lillian just woke up, don't mention Jackson in front of her!"
She pushed Gray to the side. Gray wanted to struggle, but Lyra said, "Gray, let them go."
Lillian woke up because she heard Flora was taking her home, which meant she no longer wanted to stay at the Frane Mansion.
Even though she stayed, she probably wouldn't recover well.
Although Lyra wanted to keep Lillian, she felt ashamed thinking about what Daisy had done and couldn't bring herself to say anything.
Lyra could see that Flora genuinely cared for Lillian. Perhaps letting Lillian go to a completely new environment would help her quickly forget her sadness and recover both physically and emotionally.
Hearing Lyra's words, Gray, though worried and upset for Jackson, frowned but did not stop them.
Ambrose then carried Lillian and walked downstairs.
Log in with Google Account
Chapters
Favorite
Settings
