Still Wanna Escape After Stealing My Heart? novel Chapter 1314

Gloria was staring dazedly at the sight before her eyes.

The old man and the young woman in front of her looked like father and daughter, based on their chemistry.

Even after decades apart without seeing her, Gloria recognized her with a single glance. The years had not left many marks on Jennie's features. Jennie was truly blessed by the heavens. She still looked as noble as ever, living a princess-like existence.

And what about herself? Bleak and desolate from head to toe; because she was worried about her daughter’s happiness, she left her home without even combing her hair. At that moment, standing in front of such a noble and graceful lady, Gloria truly felt unworthy and inadequate.

The old man in the wheelchair, he smiled very happily just now.

"Your relatives are back?" Gloria asked, her voice hoarse.

Old Master Shaw:

He saw his own daughter. She was so haggard and so sad. The old man felt as if his heart had been carved out of his chest cavity with a knife. Actually, last night, when Jennie, Lori, and Jennifer moved in, the old man had been listening in on their conversation.

However, he only understood half of it.

Words about how Sebastian’s wife was a poorly behaved woman, and had no redeeming qualities or accomplishments to her name. They talked about the difficulties that Lori faced in her line of work, and how they were unexpectedly defeated by women of such poor caliber, that this was an era where madwomen reigned supreme. However, their discussion did not go on for long, because both Marcus and his father were not willing to discuss the subject -- especially Marcus; he was very hostile toward Lori and her mother, not welcoming them into his home at all.

Suddenly, he remembered, since the day the child was born until now, more than fifty years later, she had only stepped foot in the Shaw family residence once o r twice. Even that one or two times, the child had just stepped through the main entrance; she did not make i t into the hall, let alone eat a meal there.

Out of the one or two times she stepped through the main entrance, once, she was kicked into the air by his own son. And the other time, she was thrown out b y four or five servants, under orders of the housekeeper, her hands crossed over her arms.

No wonder, even until now, the child was so terrified when she saw this place again. To Gloria, this place

was like an execution site.

At this thought, the old man’s chest throbbed in pain. A lump rose in his throat, choking him as if he had accidentally swallowed a fishbone. He coughed violently and continuously, until his entire face was flushed red.