Melissa wanted to stay by her father's side. After all, Lawrence had just woken up. He didn't say a word—he barely even moved. The doctor said it was normal and that it would take time for Lawrence to regain his voice.
So, Jasmine let her daughter take care of him while she went home.
It had been a long and exhausting day. For now, Jasmine just wanted to take a short rest. However, even when she returned to the Young residence, rest evaded her like a plague. Despite the silence, peace was nowhere in sight.
All she could see were stickers plastered over every inch of the house, reminding her that none of this was theirs anymore. Everything would be sold to pay off Lawrence's debts and the investors.
Jasmine sat in the living area near the entryway in silence. The light was dimming as the sun began to set, yet she showed no sign of moving. She hadn't even showered, though hours had passed since she arrived home.
