Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 730

Back then, every time Mrs. Thompson Sr. was hospitalized, Frank would be overcome with worry. He’d hire the best medical teams and even pray to every deity he could think of, hoping his mother would live a long life.

But after years and years of her endless drama, she had worn away every last bit of affection he had for her. Now, a dark part of Frank secretly hoped she would pass on soon, just so the family could finally have some peace.

“Frank, wait. I have something else to say,” Mrs. Thompson Sr. called out.

Frank was already deeply annoyed, but he stopped.

Mrs. Thompson Sr. shot Eden a look.

Understanding the cue, Eden led Yolanda out of the room. They stood just outside the door, straining to listen in.

Inside the room, Mrs. Thompson Sr. took Frank’s hand and dabbed at the corners of her eyes, feigning tears of joy.

“Time flies, doesn’t it? In the blink of an eye, my Frank is about to become a grandfather. When you were born, you were just this tiny, soft bundle. Your father didn't like us, so he took one look at you and left. I swore to myself then that I would raise you well, better than Tobias Thompson himself.

Later, when you and Carol had Eden, I was the first to hold him. He was a tiny, soft bundle too, just like you were at birth.

Now, all I want is to see Eden’s son born. Then I’ll have no regrets in this life.”

Mrs. Thompson Sr. spoke with heartfelt emotion, but Frank remained unmoved.

Her favorite tactics, besides throwing tantrums, were to reminisce and play the victim.

Frank used to fall for it, but after every trip down memory lane, she would make an outrageous demand. He wasn’t a fool; he knew the pattern.

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