Eliana lay unconscious on the bed for a full day and night.
When she woke, she was still a little confused.
Bryson was applying medicine to her at the bedside.
When she first entered the house, she had been slapped by Celia for doing something wrong, and at that time, Bryson had also sat by her bed like this to treat her.
Back then, she could see the pain in his eyes, but now?
Was it guilt?
Before Eliana could speak, Bryson spoke first.
“You are an adult. You should be a role model for the child, don’t use such lies and framing tricks again.”
Eliana smiled weakly.
The man did not even verify; he only listened to one side and convicted her.
Did he trust that mother and daughter so much?
“Bryson, you didn’t see it yourself; on what grounds do you say I am lying?”
Bryson’s hand paused while applying the medicine. “Eliana, children do not lie.”
“Even if she really lied to me, what you should think about is why she didn’t stand by you. After all, you raised her for four years, didn’t you?”
Eliana turned her gaze away and stopped looking at him.
Yes, if her own daughter were still alive, she would never treat her like this.
It was just a pity her child had died and would never return.
And the real culprit was still free.
Eliana pushed Bryson aside and said coldly, “I’m a bit tired; you should go out first.”
Her attitude was so distant that Bryson did not bother to stay.
He stood up and turned to leave.
Eliana took out her phone and checked the time.
There were still two and a half days left; she could leave and endure a little longer.
Eliana slept drowsily through another afternoon, and at night she was woken by a call from the funeral home.
“Miss Hamilton, we finally reached you. Your younger brother’s ashes have already been taken by a woman sent by your husband, we are informing you.”
Eliana, who had just been half-asleep, immediately became fully awake.
“A woman? What is her name? Is it Althea?”
The person on the other end checked and replied, “Yes, it is that name.”
Eliana felt uneasy, and she lost control.
“Those are my younger brother’s ashes. On what grounds did you give them to someone else without my permission?”
The staff explained, “Miss Hamilton, your younger brother’s ashes have been kept with us for too long. Our space is limited, and we have been calling you, but you didn’t answer, so we contacted your husband.”
After saying this, the staff gave no further explanation and hung up.
The reason the call could not go through was that she had been unconscious.
Now that she had just regained some awareness, what awaited her was such bad news.
She called Bryson again and again, but he never picked up.
In the end, Eliana had no choice but to change clothes and go to the company to find him.
Since the swelling on her face had still not gone down, it drew a lot of attention when she walked into the company.
“Isn’t that Mrs. Snyder? Why does her face look so puffed up like a pig?”
“I heard she got jealous of Miss Althea, and after President Snyder found out the truth, he slapped her 99 times.”
“Tsk. I knew it, there’s no ugly duckling turning into a swan. Even if she married President Snyder, her life is worse than ours.”
The harsh voices made Eliana pause. She turned around and looked at them coldly.
The employees lowered their heads and became quiet.
So, in the eyes of these outsiders, everyone knew Bryson did not love her.
Eliana did not bother with them. She turned and went upstairs.
Before she entered the office, she heard loud voices from the lounge nearby.
“This time, being chosen as an environmental ambassador is all thanks to Miss Hamilton. If she hadn’t kindly donated her younger brother’s ashes, I wouldn’t have had this chance.”
The host smiled and asked, “It seems Miss Althea and Mrs. Snyder are very close. Otherwise, why would she donate her own younger brother’s ashes to be turned into bread to feed seagulls?”
Outside the door, Eliana’s knees gave way, and she dropped to the floor.
The secretary behind her was also shocked. “Ma’am, why are you here?”
The meeting room door opened. Eliana stared at the fake person inside and demanded, “My younger brother’s ashes… You turned them into bread to feed seagulls, didn’t you?”
