Mara ignored me completely.She probably thought I'd do what I always did—lower my head, make peace, and hand over the painting while begging her to take it.Instead, I moved my things out and checked into a hotel.I booked two tickets to Francia.As soon as the divorce was finalized, I'd take my mom and leave.Then the hospital called.The second I got there, my fantasy fell apart.My mom was curled up in a corner wearing a thin hospital gown, shivering. Two tall bodyguards stood nearby, watching her without a trace of sympathy.I rushed over, took off my coat, draped it over her shoulders, and helped her up.When she saw me, tears flashed in her eyes. Still, she forced a smile."I'm fine. Don't worry."Her lips were pale and bloodless.Rage surged through me.I turned to the bodyguards."Who told you to treat my mother like this? Was it—"The name caught in my throat when I saw how weak she looked.One of them spoke flatly."Since you're here, take her away. If you c
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