No sooner had Edith finished speaking than Salome burst into loud, dramatic sobs, Beckett, visibly agitated, rushed to pull Salome into his arms. He shot Edith a sharp glare. “Edith! Can’t you show a little maturity? If you’ve done something wrong, just apologize properly!”
Edith’s brow furrowed. So, it really was possible to laugh in sheer disbelief.
She pointed at herself. “I’m the one who’s being immature? I’m the one who’s in the wrong? Fine. Fine. Fine!”
Each word was bitten out between cleriched teeth. “It’s all my fault, alright? Now, can you all get out of my bedroom?”
Her mother–in–law’s lips curled with disapproval. “Edith, if you’re going to apologize, at least look like you mean it. Otherwise how is Salome supposed to feel better?”
Beckett was growing anxious too.
He hadn’t expected Salome to return from the hospital so suddenly–let alone to walk in on this scene.
If anything happened to the baby, everything he’d done this past month would be for nothing. Who knew how long it would be before he could go back to Edith then?
Watching Salome’s distress escalate, he could only fix Edith with a cold, demanding look.
To Edith, his gaze was nothing short of vicious.
How had those once loving eyes turned into something so hard and full of resentment? Now, all she saw was accusation and disgust, like shards of glass dipped in poison.
Before Beckett could say another word, Edith braced herself on the edge of the bed and stood up. “You’re not leaving? Fine, I will!”
She’d barely taken two steps toward the door before Salome wailed, her voice full of wounded pride, “Mom! Beckett! Look at her attitude! She’s the one who did something wrong, but she’s still acting so defiant. My stomach… it hurts so much!”
Beckett’s patience snapped. Terrified something might happen to Salome’s baby, he shot up and grabbed Edith’s arm, his voice low and threatening. “Edith, don’t forget about your father…”
Edith glanced back, meeting Beckett’s now–unfamiliar eyes. She would never have imagined he’d use her father’s situation as blackmail, just to force an apology to Salome.
What a heartless, faithless Vance family.



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