Chapter 418
Hamilton gritted his teeth. “Well? What are you waiting for? Get him out
of here–now!”
His voice dripped with disgust.
The woman didn’t dare waste a second. She scooped Tammie into her arms and hurried upstairs without looking back.
Watching the sorry lot before him–useless as ever–Hamilton’s anger boiled over. He nearly slammed his cane down on them, but his foot slipped, and in the next instant, he tumbled hard to the floor.
Panic erupted in the Quincy house.
Meanwhile, the Mortons enjoyed a rare moment of peace.
After tucking in the two little ones as usual, Alessia stepped out and spotted Karen beckoning her over.
“Mom, you’re still up?”
“I saw the news trending. He called this afternoon.”
Karen didn’t say who, but Alessia knew she meant Hamilton.
“He wanted you to plead for him, didn’t he?”
Karen nodded.
But really, it wasn’t so much begging as it was demanding–using her status as Alessia’s mother to pressure her.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I may not know all the details, but I know the kind of daughter I raised. I was afraid if I mentioned it too soon, it’d upset you. Besides, from the news, I got the gist.”
Karen patted her daughter’s shoulder and pulled her into a hug, resting her chin gently on Alessia’s shoulder.
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“Our Lessie’s been through so much.” Karen’s voice was soft, full of tenderness and sympathy.
“As long as you’re not angry.”
“You’re my family. Unless you’ve done something truly wrong, I’ll always be on your side.”
Alessia smiled and returned the embrace, giving her mother’s back a gentle pat.
Back in her room, Alessia’s phone buzzed on the desk.
“Cole? What’s up?”
“Hamilton’s in the hospital.”
“The hospital? Did he work himself into a rage?” Alessia dropped into her chair, twirling a pen between her fingers.
“He slipped. A whole crowd was right there, but no one caught him. He hit his head on his cane on the way down. Honestly, it looks pretty grim.”
Alessia’s hand stilled, the pen stopping mid–spin.
“Well, life’s full of surprises.”
“I miss you.”
The conversation turned so abruptly, Alessia barely had time to react before a smile tugged at her lips.
“I miss you too.”
She didn’t bother with the usual “We just saw each other” or “You’re so clingy.” Instead, she simply said what she felt.
No matter the chaos outside, the young couple stayed wrapped up in their own little world.
As for the Quincy family, their decline was inevitable. Although Hamilton was pulled back from the brink, he’d be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his days.
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Tammie, already developing a warped sense of right and wrong, was out of his mother’s reach when it came to discipline. But after Hamilton’s hospitalization, the woman finally found her courage. She filed for divorce, took Tammie, and moved abroad to start over.
Life finally settled into a peaceful rhythm for Alessia. For a while, she even got to enjoy the normal college days a nineteen–year–old girl should
have.
“No classes this afternoon–want to go shopping? You’ve been a ghost lately, missing out on all the dorm stuff,” Esme Godfrey complained, slinging an arm around Alessia’s shoulders.
“I have club activities this afternoon,” Joyce Danton apologized, looking genuinely sorry.
“Seriously? Does your student council really have to meet every other day?” Esme groaned.
“We’ve got an event coming up. The president wants everyone who’s free to help set up and organize.”
Mia Linden offered a compromise. “How about we go out for dinner after you’re done? Surely you can spare time for that?”
“Of course! I’ll head out now, then.” Joyce gripped the strap of her canvas bag and waved goodbye.
“Wait, you’re skipping lunch?” Esme called after her.
“I’m good! I had bread this morning,” Joyce replied, disappearing into the crowd.
The three friends exchanged looks, then headed off toward the dining hall together.
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