Chapter 140 She Is Not Loved

• “Yeah,” Cora frowned but still responded. “Cora, it shouldn’t be like this. I still love you, and I know I was wrong. You shouldn’t punish yourself or me in such an extreme way,” Eason murmured with a hoarse voice, his agony visible. Even his chin bore a layer of stubble, making him look suddenly much older. As Cora watched his dejected appearance, a touch of sadness crossed her eyes. Initially, she harbored a desire for revenge against Eason, but now... She had developed feelings for Byron, even though she knew it was bound to be futile. So she felt confused about her own motives. What was she trying to achieve? However, she knew one thing for sure: she didn’t want any further involvement with Eason. When Eason tried to reach for her hand, Cora withdrew her hand first, leaving him grasping at thin air, creating an awkward pause.
• Eason looked at his empty hand as if realizing that he had missed something important. Cora didn’t spare him a second glance, just coldly advising, “You’d better visit your mother. It would be troublesome if she suffered another stroke.” Afterward, she returned to the emergency room to continue her busy work. However, her mind couldn’t help but replay Lydia’s words. Did the people from the Hansen family already know about her affair with Byron? What if they came for her? Time was relentless. Regardless of one’s worries or serenity, it flowed on unceasingly. Soon, it was the day before Christmas. Cora packed up her work and headed to the woodcarving competition for submission. As she stepped out of the exhibition hall, she bumped into Jane and Sara.
• They were both dressed in luxury custom clothing, looking like sisters, making others envious. Cora admired their relationship, as it was precisely the kind of mother-daughter bond she longed for. However, thinking back to how Flora ignored her due to the bad things she had said about Jane when she delivered snacks to Flora’s ward this morning, Cora knew she could never have a relationship with her mother like theirs. Jane and Sara seemed to notice her intense gaze and approached her. “Dr. Lane, are you here to submit your work?” As Jane greeted her, Cora nodded with a smile. “Yes, Dr. Yoris and Mrs. Sara Yoris are here to submit the work as well, right?”