Chapter 1832

This was Matthew's and Willa's home. But he had lost her. And without her, he had lost his home too. At the hospital, Dorothy was leisurely sipping tea. Her face showed no signs of illness, only the natural marks of aging. The door suddenly burst open as Matthew stormed in, his eyes bloodshot. Dorothy had not expected him at this late hour. She then remembered her currently relaxed and healthy appearance. She briefly panicked but quickly regained her composure. "Matthew, why are you here so late?" "Grandma, did Willow really call you?" Dorothy's heart skipped a beat as countless thoughts raced through her mind. But being a seasoned player of life's games, she maintained her collected demeanor. She deflected with a question. "Do you think I would lie to you, Matthew?" "Grandma, Willow couldn't have called you!" Dorothy had an omnious as she studied Matthew intently. She wondered what spell Willow had cast on him this time. "Matthew, you don't believe your grandmother any