After Grace left the Waters family villa, she immediately went to her subordinates’ residence.
Upon entering, she heard Janelle wailing loudly, kicking and flailing her helpless little legs while sucking her fists.
Seeing this scene, Grace frowned irritably. “Can’t you feed her something? Even cats are given cat food!”
The two subordinates were somewhat helpless and explained to Grace, “It’s not that we’re not feeding her milk, she cries whether she eats or not. We’ve been at our wit’s end these past few days.”
“Yeah, Miss Panchak, besides, we’re two single men. How can we take care of a baby? It would be better if you could handle this child as soon as possible.”
Grace understood that her subordinates were suggesting she get rid of Janelle, and she had indeed considered that option.
However, before giving a definitive answer, another thought flashed through Grace’s mind.
“Let’s not kill her just yet! I think it’s better if she destroys herself.”
Grace also believed in karma and thought it best not to do anything too extreme.
“I’m planning to leave the child at the doorstep of an orphanage. Let her grow up there!”
The two subordinates looked at Grace with confusion on their faces. “Why? Leaving behind a small one will only cause trouble.”
“You wouldn’t understand…”
Grace smirked triumphantly and patted the incessantly crying Janelle a few times. “This is Nana’s burden. Since she was destined not to die in the car accident, her life should be filled with suffering.”
After saying that, she picked up Janelle and instructed her subordinates, “Take care of her for one more day. In the evening, just leave her at the doorstep of the orphanage.”
The two subordinates agreed and thought to themselves that Grace was indeed a treacherous woman.
A month later, on the day Nana was discharged from the hospital, she went with William to a cemetery located in the outskirts.
Seeing the two graves in front of her, the larger one where her parents were buried together and the smaller one for her daughter Janelle, Nana couldn’t help but kneel in front of them. Tears flowed from her eyes.
She remembered the scene from a month ago when she, accompanied by Carl, had buried her parents.
But in such a short period of time, Nana didn’t expect her own daughter to be buried here as well.
A fire took away her parents, followed by a car accident that took everything from her.
“I’m sorry, Janelle. It’s because I didn’t protect you well. The one who should be buried here is me.”
Nana wept bitterly, embracing her daughter’s gravestone, until William beside her helped her up.
“Nana, everyone has their own destiny, even before this.”
William tried to make her approach the situation rationally. “It’s all over now. Your loved ones rest here, and your mission is to live for them, to experience this vast world on their behalf.”
“I don’t want to…”
Nana shook her head vigorously. “I would rather sleep with them in the cold underground.”
Nana was completely despondent at this point. When her parents passed away, she still had her daughter as a spiritual support.
But now, with Janelle’s premature death, she couldn’t find the strength to move on.
William even heard Nana’s thoughts of seeking death. In a moment of panic, he immediately suppressed her intentions.
“Believe me, your life has meaning, a lot of meaning!”
Regardless of whether Nana agreed or not, William tightly held onto her, telling her word by word, “We’ll leave this place and start anew. Consider it a rebirth, don’t keep living in the past.”
Nana still disagreed. She knew she no longer loved William.
As for where Nana’s heart ended up later, it didn’t seem important now.
Nothing is sadder than a dead heart. The consecutive deaths of loved ones had completely robbed Nana of her faith in life.
“I’ve said before that we can’t start over, not now, not in the future,” Nana shook her head lightly in response to William’s persistent insistence. “William, I consider you a friend now. The fact that we used to be lovers, just like the graves in front of us, what’s gone will never come back.”
Upon hearing Nana’s resolute attitude, William persisted stubbornly, patting his chest to showcase himself. “Who said we can’t reconcile? Now that I have money, I can support you for a lifetime. I’ll do business and make it bigger. I won’t let anyone look down on me again!”
Looking at William’s confident appearance, despite being extremely saddened in her heart, Nana couldn’t help but laugh at him. “You look so funny, but unfortunately, I won’t have the fortune to experience it.”
Nana responded expressionlessly, showing no interest in the money and status that William was flaunting.
Money can be earned again, but once a person is gone, they can never be brought back.
“No, you’re fortunate!” William insisted stubbornly. “From now on, you’ll be with me. I’ll make sure you live a life free from worries. We’ll have more children for Janelle, and she’ll have her grandparents’ care. They would be happy for you too.”
“Don’t be delusional anymore!”
Seeing William fantasizing about the future with animated gestures, Nana simply shook her head with a sigh.
Afterward, she kissed the graves of her parents and daughter before stumbling away from the cemetery.
Nana’s injuries had not fully healed yet, and she walked with a slight limp.
As soon as William saw Nana turning to leave, he continued to follow, persistently plastered to her side.
At midnight, William sat on the couch dozing off. Suddenly, he woke up and realized that Nana, who had been resting on the bed, was nowhere to be seen.
“Nana!”
He called out anxiously, afraid that Nana might have contemplated suicide.
Immediately, William asked the hotel staff and learned that the last time they saw Nana, she had taken the elevator to the top floor.
Upon hearing this, his heart raced, praying that Nana wouldn’t do something drastic.
He rushed to the rooftop of the hotel, panting as he climbed up. Sure enough, he saw Nana gazing up at the night sky.
She was less than a meter away from the edge of the rooftop, teetering on the precipice of life and death.
Thus, William became cautious, not daring to make a sound or call her name.
Step by step, he approached Nana from behind, holding her arm and sitting down. He noticed a few beer cans in front of her.
“It’s windy here, and it’s dangerous. Let’s go back.”
Upon hearing William’s persuasion, Nana’s voice was calm. “No, I want to feel the night breeze here.”
With that, she opened a can of beer and took a big sip, holding the can in her hand as she stared blankly at the city’s night view.
“What are you thinking?” William asked tentatively.
At this moment, he couldn’t quite figure out Nana’s thoughts. On the surface, everything seemed fine, but nobody knew what she was suppressing in her silence.
“I’m thinking that my parents and daughter were murdered, including myself. I just accidentally escaped,” Nana replied.
That night, Nana got drunk. William helped her back to the room, and when she woke up, it was already late in the morning.