Chapter 24

Mr. Smith wanted to lash out, but what William owed Elizabeth… it wasn't something he could ever repay that easily. Yet looking at William now, he couldn't get a single word out. All he could do was silently curse: if only we'd known it'd end like this. When William was taken into the emergency room, Mrs. Turner stayed by the door. What was once a crowded hospital room was now just Mr. Smith and Elizabeth. The men in black outside didn't dare disturb them. Mr. Smith looked down at his daughter, his hands shaking as he touched her cold face, tears rolling down his cheeks. How cruel must the world be, for a parent to bury their child? “Elizabeth, my baby… do you see this? William regrets it now. He even said he loved you.” “You foolish girl. After suffering all this pain… why didn't you come home? Were you scared we'd get involved? Afraid we'd make things worse for him?” “My poor sweet girl, my foolish little girl…” Clutching her lifeless hand, the once-powerful Mr. Smith, who'd dominate