Chapter 4

I was just about to close the door when the two of them squeezed past me and walked inside. Lynn called out as she walked in, “Mrs. Xane, it's Lynn. I came to…”

Before she could finish, the smile on her lips froze completely. My mother's portrait and urn clearly caught her eye.

I let out a heavy breath and was just about to tell them to leave when Lynn suddenly slapped my hand away. A flash of irritation crossed her face. Her gaze was cold and stern.

“I’ve really had enough. Did you make your mother act this whole thing out? This is ridiculous. Just because I skipped a few weddings, you’re dragging your mother’s reputation into this?”

I froze in shock at her words. When I came to my senses, my teeth were shaking. I raised my hand and pointed at the door. “Get out.”

Lynn grabbed my wrist tightly. For the first time, there was even a hint of compromise in her eyes. “Jensen, please stop pretending. Kyle saw your mother yesterday.”

He saw my mother? I let out a ridiculous, bitter laugh. My mother was already gone, and yet they were still defaming her like this.

She had always loved peace and quiet. She could not get it while she was alive, and even after death, she still had to endure these two people spouting nonsense.

Kyle curled his lips into a satisfied smile when he saw how I was shaking with rage. He glanced at the portrait and said seriously, almost kindly, “Jensen, putting up a photo like that is bad luck. You’re basically cursing Mrs. Xane!”

With quick hands, he grabbed the frame and smashed it onto the floor. The frame shattered into pieces with a loud crash, and the glass scratched across my mother’s photo.

My mind went completely blank, as though a string had snapped. I punched Kyle hard in the face. He screamed and fell to the ground, but there was still satisfaction in his eyes.

Lying there, he looked pitiful, waiting for Lynn to protect him.

The next second, Lynn stepped right over him and rushed to hug my trembling body instead. She had never seen me break down like this before. She panicked. “Jensen, calm down.”

Yet I could not calm down. I grabbed a stick and drove the two of them out like a madman. I hit Lynn a few times in the process, even drawing blood at her chin.

She did not care at all. She just kept knocking on the door stubbornly. “Jensen, open the door. I need to talk to you.”

Kyle was furious and pulled at her hand. “Lynn, let’s go. Jensen is crazy. He doesn’t deserve you lowering yourself like this. Let’s…”

Before he could finish, Lynn shoved him away. The emotions she had been suppressing all this time finally exploded. She shouted, “Stop stirring things up between us! It’s none of your business. Stay away from me!”

Her face was full of disgust. Her whole state was completely exhausted and broken.

Kyle had never been treated so harshly by her before. His heart tightened. Within seconds, he was in tears and he ran toward the rushing traffic.

Lynn hesitated for only a moment before chasing after him.

I finally let out a breath of relief. After calming myself down, I contacted a real estate agent. I planned to sell the house before going abroad.

The agent worked quickly. Since my price was reasonable, I found a buyer the next day and signed the contract.

That night, I looked around the house one last time. I packed my mother’s most treasured belongings, then threw all the gifts Lynn had given me during our relationship into the trash can outside.

After everything was done, I dragged my suitcase and boarded the plane to Gorgon.