Chapter 1563
Aurora was visibly upset. "What are you talking about? The doctor said your leg might never fully recover if we had
waited any longer to get you to the hospital!"
Tears streamed down her face, as she continued, "You live all alone with no one to take care of you. You were lucky
the neighbors found you this time. What if no one had noticed? What would I do without you..."
Dahlia reached out to wipe away Aurora's tears and sighed softly. "You worry too much, my dear child. I'm perfectly
fine. R
"How can I not worry about you..." Aurora's cries grew louder. "Look at how much weight you've lost and how gray
your hair has become. It's hard for me not to be worried!"
Then, she could not help but express her frustration. "And, what about Uncle Blake and Aunt Kanara? You've always
treated them so well, but where are they now?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDahlia's expression stiffened, her face was showing traces of desolation. "Your uncle has his own family now. I don't
want to burden them."
"But aren’t you the one who helped them out when they needed it? During those times, they would rush over to
show their concern, even if it was just a scratch. How can they not show up when you've suffered such a serious
injury?" Aurora pressed on.
Dahlia's complexion did not look good. "That's enough," she said.
She, too, felt resentment. She had lent the Crosby family a hand many times over the years. But, as soon as she
lost her status in the Jewell family, Blake and Kanara turned their backs on her. Among the two, Blake was even
more useless. He was too afraid to even utter a word. Dahlia could not believe she had to rely on her own daughter
when she was in trouble. 3
Keegan stood still and did not say anything. His face showed little emotion and only a cold expression.
Dahlia looked at her son, who had never been particularly close to her. He looked both familiar and distant.
"Keegan, have you and Stella gotten back together?" Dahlia asked in a low voice.
Keegan looked at her with indifference, and his words were icy and heartless. "What else do you want to do to her?"
Dahlia's heart skipped a beat. "I'm just asking," she said hoarsely.
Keegan sneered, "Are you trying to see if the Saun family knows what you did?"
Dahlia turned pale.
Aurora did not know that they were talking about the drugs that had led to Stella's weakened state. She thought
Keegan was referring to how Stella was not treated well in the Kane family when they were married before. So,
when she heard
Keegan's disrespectful words, her face immediately turned cold.
"Keegan, don't talk to mom like that. Didn't Stella marry you for money? Does her past actions no longer matter
now that she has become the Saun family heiress? Mom couldn't stand her fake demeanor. What does she-"
"Shut up! Do you even have a say here?" Keegan's face grew colder, and his voice was sharp. "Did you think I
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmforgot how you led her into Jackson's room on the night of my wedding? I haven't settled that score with you yet!"
Aurora was momentarily stunned, and she panicked. Since her brother had brought this up, she had no choice but
to admit it. She avoided Keegan's gaze and gritted her teeth. "I- I was just joking with her."
"So, you think it's a joke?" Keegan sneered. "Okay. Let's see if grandma finds this 'joke' amusing when I mention it to
her later."
Aurora immediately grew flustered.
Then, Dahlia spoke up. "It's all my fault, Keegan. I spoiled her too much back then. Aurora, find time to prepare
some gifts and sincerely apologize to Ms. Hall. Don't forget to ask for her forgiveness."
Aurora was naturally reluctant to bow down to Stella, but compared to Keegan telling Cordelia what she did, she felt
that apologizing was more acceptable. Given Cordelia's emphasis on the family's reputation and her fondness for
Stella, there was no guarantee that she would not send her to some remote location, just like she did with Jackson.
"Alright, mom," Aurora replied.
Keegan looked at the woman lying on the hospital bed, who now seemed as though she was a kind and gentle
figure. A series of complex emotions brewed in him.
'Has she changed?'