couldn't even open her eyes. Was this the end of her life? But maybe it wasn't such a bad thing. With Ethan Fletcher gone, she had no attachment
unfair!" a voice cut
see which family dotes on their
ince marrying into this family. I've worked like
't marry, your father will die
I'm taking Grace back
it about her niece Grace again? She had already clarified that it was impossible to arrange a positio
er back to the bed. She felt old and useless. As she was
ld hag. It's not your place to int
e passed away two years ago? Could it be that she, Joanna Be
dered how her robust second sister-in-law had d
nd you, Second Brother, your c
st send her off to suffer in that kind of family. Even if I were
seemed to hear her big brother speaking. But hadn't he and hi
ut she wasn't sure if the housekeeper had arrived yet. Blinking her eyes
tea
when she turned her head, she saw a
, she could never fully erase the hardships of her youth, marked on her hands by tim
le beside her. It was the one her elder brother had made when she was young
his how she looked when she
e she was
he just heard be t
that mean her fath
nett had been spoiled for over a decade by her father, Daniel Bennett. But when Daniel fell se
tr
hundred-dollar dowry. Later, she truly believed her stepmother's words that her father wanted to find a wife for his fou
nted. Ethan Fletcher rarely came home, always cold and distant. Worse, he se
lose their unborn child. Joanna vividly remembered Ethan's livid face at that moment. But whenever she thought of how hi
ed him and wandered al
er again that the complicated
story was fo
er, to apologize sincerely for her immaturit
ra
ed a porcelain cup off the table, its crisp s
a is a
k on her
people outside the ho
cold winter wind swept in with
began to observe th
, are you feel
ily. Standing beside him with a worried expression was his w
d. Candy Bennett, ten years old.
nsense. Just focus on recovering," said her second brother, George Bennett,
ot a stern look at t
w sulkily closed her mouth. It was,
their two daughte
ett, sixtee
rlie, eight
nnett, four
Bennett, and his wife, Rachel Wendy, with t
nett, twelv
nett, six
ther, Grant Bennett,
unger than she remembered, and for a
Where's Dad
na began asking anxiously, tears un
ittle sister. D
up, his mou
ht'? Hartman's lying in
y years ago. She had served this family tirelessly ever since she
now how to speak, leave. Second
t. Amidst the commotion, Hannah realized she had
ury. Hartman bandaged it up and told us we'll have to wait and see if he r
arning his daily labor points, he brought in a little extra income by trea