Chapter 546 Awful Family
Tilda had once drowned so deep in despair that depression consumed her.
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It tore away every piece of her strength until all that remained was pain, self–harm, and a mind that crushed itself under endless doubt.
Now, as she gazed at the faces around her, each one so kind and so true, the truth struck her with sudden clarity.
She had escaped that nightmare almost a year ago.
That year had flown past her like sand slipping through her fingers.
Since the day she cut herself free from the Jensons, her life had become brighter, fuller, and filled with a happiness she once thought she would never know.
“Tilda, you could wear anything and still look amazing.”
“Stop buttering her up. Just choose already.”
Laughter spilled into the air. They teased, they shoved, they laughed again as they poured out of the apartment, their joy echoing down the hall.
By the time they reached the entrance, Russell and Wade had already been waiting for two long hours.
Strangers walked past and whispered, throwing quick glances their way.
The two men forced themselves to stand still, pretending they could not hear or see.
The cold wind stung their skin, but the sun that draped across their shoulders gave just enough warmth to keep them standing.
At one point,
Russell’s body faltered, his balance swaying.
“Dad, are you alright? Do you need to sit?” Wade asked, fear sparking in his voice.
“I… I’m fine. We’ll keep waiting
Russell waved his hand, bit down hard on his tongue, and clung to the sharp sting to keep himself from falling apart.
Kyla’s betrayal and Blair’s wounds had weighed heavy on his mind.
Nights without rest had hollowed him out.
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Chapter 546 Awful Family
His face was drawn and pale.
His eyes sank deep behind shadows of purple and blue.
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His breath caught uneven in his chest. The aura that once marked him as a man of power was
gone.
As the head of Jenson Group, people had always lowered themselves before him, eager to please, desperate to win his favor.
Never had Russell waited on anyone.
And never had he waited for the daughter he once cast aside.
It was nothing short of cruel fate.
Wade’s sharp eyes cut through the crowd, and then he saw her.
Tilda, minggling among the crowd.
His heart slammed against his ribs, and the words left him in a rush.
“Dad, it’s Tilda. They’re here!”
“Yes…
Russell’s voice trembled, tangled with relief.
But when Wade looked closer, his joy turned to stone.
A sharp ache ripped through him like a blade.
Tilda stood in the middle of five figures.
She held Dane and Mystro by the arms, her smile shining with a happiness that blazed bright and real.
It was a smile Wade had never seen when she was trapped in the Jenson house.
Back then, her smiles for him had been soft but lined with a quiet plea, a hidden need for approval she never received.
“You.”
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