Barely a few years had passed, yet Rowan had already forgotten his vow to me. He walked up to me silently and took my hand with a stony face.
“Nothing is more important than treating your parents right,” Rowan whispered. “How long are you going to hold on to that little incident that happened after Everett was born? Mom’s already so sick. What harm could she do now? Even if not for me, you should consider it for Everett’s sake.”
I looked at Everett.
He was stubbornly defiant and said, “Grandma doesn’t have much time left. Of course we have to take good care of her!”
As soon as Rowan and Everett expressed their opinions, Angeline immediately added fuel to the fire and quipped, “I’ll just leave if you really don’t want to take me in. The worst that can happen is that I’ll die anyway.”
Angeline doubled down on her horrible scheming.
What a pity that I would never be fooled again. When I heard that she was going to die, I smiled kindly and said, “That’s great! You have life insurance, right? If you really die, you’ve done us a favor.”
Angeline froze. Trembling, she pointed at me and burst into tears.
“How cruel can you be? I’m not even dead yet! All you can think about is getting your grubby hands on my money!” Angeline cried and howled at the top of her voice. “You’re terrible! Sob sob sob! My son is so unlucky to have married a witch like you!”
