Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 601

“But, what’s done is done. You’re with that young woman now, so treat her well. It’s time you settled down,” Frank added with another sigh.

Bennett was holding his phone, texting Yvonne. After he sent the message, there was no reply; she must have fallen asleep.

Bennett turned off his phone screen and finally looked up at Frank.

“You should worry less about my affairs and more about your own,” Bennett reminded him. “You mom doesn’t have much time left, and who knows what kind of trouble she’ll stir up before she goes. I doubt she can die in peace without turning this family upside down first.”

“Bennett, that’s your grandmother,” Frank said wearily.

Bennett just scoffed. “The truth hurts. If you don’t want to hear it, there’s nothing I can do. If she causes another scene, your marriage will finally be over.”

The car slowly entered the estate and pulled up in front of the villa.

Simon got out first and respectfully opened the door for Frank.

“Aren’t you coming in with me?” Frank asked, turning to Bennett without getting out.

“Don’t drag me into your mess,” Bennett said bluntly.

“You brat. Wasn’t I the one who always shielded you whenever you got into trouble?” Frank grumbled before slowly stepping out of the car.

Frank watched Bennett’s car drive away before turning and heading into the villa.

Despite the late hour, the villa was still brightly lit.

“Emma…”

Emma had been fiddling with the remote. Now, she slammed it onto the floor.

“Frank, from the day I married you, that old hag has made my life hell, finding fault with everything I do. I’d buy her gifts and supplements for the holidays, and she’d throw them out in front of all our relatives. I’d buy her jewelry, and she’d sell it to send money back to her family. I put up with it, again and again, for you.”

“When your business was struggling, I was pregnant and taking acting gigs on the road, working until the middle of the night. But she’d lock the door and pretend she couldn’t hear me. I had to go back to my parents’ house. The roads were icy, and I slipped and fell. I lost the baby. It was five months along, already formed, and that old hag killed it.”

“The miscarriage damaged my body. It took me years to recover, and I could never get pregnant again. And what did that old crone do? She drugged you and pushed her niece into your bed. Has she ever done a single decent thing?”

“There’s no justice in this world if a wicked person like her gets to live to such an old age. Frank, don’t you dare think death absolves her of her sins. Someone like her deserves to be sent to the deepest circle of hell.”