"I'll go hat night." He did not want to end their relationship; he simply did not want to spend all day under her supervision as though he would not survive without her protection. It felt horrible, and he would rather die on the streets than live like this.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Alright... As long as you are willing to chome. But no more drinking or getting drunk," Avery said. "I won't drink again as well." "Go!" Elliot set the glass of milk down. "I want to rest." Avery hesitated for a moment, before turning to leave.
Chad was surprised to see Avery coming out this quickly. "Avery, Mr. Foster..." "He said he wants to rest." She looked at Chad and said, "He's mad at me. I can't blhim because I did break our promise. Chad, keep an eye on him. He said he will chat night, so please help send him back." Chad nodded. "I don't know what happened between you two, but make sure you talk it out." "Angela is dead, and it's over now." Avery did not want to discuss this any further. " I'll be going now." "Alright." After she was gone, Chad returned to the room. "Mr. Foster, Avery left." "Why would Angela kill herself?" Elliot muttered dazedly. No matter how hard he tried, he was unable to comprehend Angela's act.
"I am guessing that she wanted to follow Hough's footsteps?" Chad said.
Elliot shook his head. "Angela and Hough had never truly been together. Even if she had loved him to the point of wanting to die with when he died? Why did she do it only after she won the Marshall's Award? The award was more important to him, why did she not kill. Ret her than Hough." "No one will ever know what Angela was really thinking. Her mind is twisted and it does not matter if it was for the Marshall's Award or for Hough, she was obsessive," Chad said.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"If you win an award that you have been dreaming of winning your entire life, will you commit suicide right away?" Elliot asked.
"I wouldn't, and neither would anyone else. It took so much effort for her to finally achieve her goal. Her life was about to be filled with glory and endless wealth, who would want to die at such a time?" "Angela wanted the award for fand respect, right? If all she wanted was to contribute to society, she wouldn't care if she won the award." Elliot did not think that Angela was as complex as Chad thought she was. If she could live with Dean and agree to marry him for money, it meant that she was merely an ordinary person. People like elwould never kill themselves just when they were about to experience the best part of their lives unless something had happened. "You are right, Mr. Foster, but why would she be in such a hurry to die, then? She didn't even enjoy her victory for a day before killing herself." The more they talked about it, the more Chad realized that there was more to the truth.
"This has something to do with either Dean Jennings or the Marshall's Award," Elliot said. "Find someone to keep an eye on both ends." "Okay." Chad hesitated for a moment, before adding, "I don't think Dean has much to do with this. He was so enraged by Angela's death that he had been rushed to the hospital. If he wanted to kill her, he wouldn't have held the wedding, nor would he be this angry." "Even if he didn't kill Angela, he must at least know something." Dean slowly regained consciousness after being on IV infusion. He was furious when he cto and yelled, "Find Angela's daughter! Angela lied to me! She might be dead, but I can still make sure her reputation goes down the gutter!" mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflo&1 mmMwWLliI0fiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLliI0fifl0&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflo&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflo&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLliI0fiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLliI0fifl0&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1