"Mom has always felt guilty about this," Evelyn sobbed. "She misses you very much. Amidst the devastating news of Dad's death... she held on... She said she wanted to say sorry on behalf of Dad."
"There's nothing to be sorry for," Florence Fuller looked at them. "I don't like those three words."
She should hold resentment and hatred, but she didn't know where to begin, she felt conflicted.
The phone rang, and she glanced at the caller ID and hung up without hesitation.
It called again two seconds later.
Florence Fuller was fed up, Henry Shaw and Evelyn Shaw looked at her, she pursed her lips. "I'm going to take a call."
She went to the balcony.
The call was from Luke Gardiner, his tone leisurely, "Where are you?"
"Do you need something?"
"Can't I call you just because I have nothing to do?"
Luke Gardiner himself thought he was being a bit absurd, calling her just to find some trouble for himself.
