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Ernest took a moment, collecting his thoughts. “After you moved on, | felt it was right to give Locke a real family
environment. That's what | thought they deserved.”
“That seems awfully convenient, doesn’t it?” Linda's laugh was laced with bitterness as she forced her eyes
open. “What about me, Ernest? Have you even thought about me?”
Ernest appeared puzzled by her question. “Linda, we ended our relationship, didn’t we? You walked away. You
said you couldn’t handle Locke being in our lives.” That was indeed what she had expressed to him.
A mixture of shock and hurt crossed Linda's face as she struggled to catch her breath. Then, she remembered
watching Ernest give his carefully chosen pen to Elissa as a gift. She couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh.
“Ernest, do you realize? Throughout all our years together, you never once put that much thought into a gift for
me.”
As she reflected on her twith the Flynn family, she couldn't deny that Ernest had always met her material
needs. But on birthdays and holidays, she either had to hint heavily or rely on his secretary, Quentin, or even
Nyla to cup with gift ideas. Ernest’s only contribution was handing the gifts over when they were ready.
Ernest met her gaze, his expression unapologetic. “You already had everything you needed.”
Linda was taken aback by his blunt admission. The words stung deeply, and a sharp pain filled her chest. With
frustration building, she pushed Ernest away forcefully. “Ernest, how can you be so indifferent? Let's see how
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With those words, Linda spun around and stormed off.
“Linda!” Ernest was jolted by her shove, stumbling backward as he tried to regain his balance.
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“I'm fine,” Ernest muttered, leaning on his cane, struggling to stay steady. His gaze followed Linda's retreating
figure, filled with concern.
Turning to Quentin, he said, “Track her down. She’s not thinking clearly right now—make sure she’s safe.”
“Don’t worry, sir.”
With urgency, Ernest gestured toward Elissa’s quarters. “And make sure Linda doesn’t get anywhere near Elissa.”
Quentin nodded, a hint of anxiety in his voice. “Understood.”
Meanwhile, at the hospital, Eric showed signs of recovery. By the afternoon, his doctors had removed his
ventilator.
As Hadley moistened his lips with a cotton swab, she whispered, “You're missing Joy already, aren't you?”
Her continuous mentions of Joy throughout the day seemed to have positively influenced his recovery,
contributing to his improvement after the ventilator was removed.
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