Chapter 17

With that, Tiana shut her eyes and acted like Joseph didn't exist. Elliot watched from the doorway. He only turned and left the hospital room when he saw Tiana's breathing even out. Joseph refused to give up and waited for a long time. When he realized Tiana had actually drifted off to sleep, he finally stood and left. He had just stepped out of the hospital when the butler from Quill Manor walked up to him. "Mr. Quill, your grandfather wants you to return to Quill Manor now." Joseph instinctively tightened his grip on the divorce papers Irene had signed. Then, he followed the butler into the car. He headed straight to the private chapel when they arrived. The moment he stepped inside, a whip lashed down on him. He kneeled in silence on a prayer cushion, only lifting his head when his grandfather, Philip Quill, had vented his anger. He knew this beating was meant to get even for Irene. Every bit of color had drained from Joseph's face. His expensive bespoke suit was stained with