The Fifth Year of Marriage to Him novel Chapter 260

Chapter 260

But Robert understood what she was saying as soon as he heard it. He paused for a moment.

“Yes.”

Lucille gave a bitter laugh, her heart turning to ice.

It was an undeniable fact that her parents and Tristen had taken Grandma, but she had still held onto a sliver of hope. At most, they were greedy. At most, they were asking Grandma for money. At most, they were using Grandma to threaten her for money. Who could have imagined they would actually abuse their own grandmother!

She couldn’t imagine how much Grandma had suffered at the hands of those three beasts, how much suffering it took to torture a person into this state!

“Robert. I want to go, I want to go too!”

Lucille’s inner moral walls had completely collapsed.

She had to see her grandmother. She was worried if Grandma could even make it back safely in this condition. If something happened to Grandma, then she would take those three beasts down

with her!

Robert only hesitated for a second before agreeing. “Okay, have Edwin bring you.”

A derelict warehouse in the suburbs.

A place that had been uninhabited for a long time, filled with old wood and materials, covered everywhere in a thick layer of dust, and reeking of a foul stench.

A makeshift bed of wooden planks, with a padded floor mattress and a quilt that hadn’t been used in years. Not only were they filthy black, but they were also completely moldy

The floor was covered in urine stains and blackened excrement. Rats occasionally scurried out from the corners, running all over the warehouse.

In this environment, an emaciated person lay on the bed, eyes closed, completely still, only breathing weakly.

The door was pushed open, and two people walked in: Jason and Monica Garrett.

As soon as they entered, they both covered their noses, their faces full of disgust.

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Monica was carrying a lunchbox. Jaxon, covering his nose, yelled, “Mom, time to cat!”

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The grandmother lying on the bed didn’t even have the strength to turn over. It was a struggle to even open her eyes, and her consciousness was hazy.

She vaguely heard Jaxon’s voice, vaguely knew her days were numbered, probably just these next two days. What a pity she wouldn’t get to see Lucille…

But, maybe it was for the best. How sad would Lucille be if she saw her like this…

It was better not to see her…

“Mom, eat!

If you don’t eat, I’ll feed you. Don’t you dare say I’m not a good son to you!”

Jaxon took the lunchbox from Monica’s hand–it was a container of Rice Porridge.

It would have been fine if it was just Rice Porridge, but this porridge was laced with laxatives.

“Mom, time to eat!

Your daughter–in–law made this porridge for you herself!

Porridge with a little something extra!

See how good we are to you!”

Jaxon laughed maniacally, prying open the old woman’s mouth and pouring the porridge inside.

How could Grandma have any strength left to resist?

She had been drinking this kind of porridge for three days.

During the two weeks in the Capital City, they forced their way into her home, tied her up, and gave her no food. But they were afraid she would die, so they kept her hanging on with half a bowl of porridge a day.

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