Chapter 196
Chapter 196:
“Janice, I trust your medical skills,” Glenn said, his voice filled with warmth as he smiled at her. “I’m feeling a lot better now. I might even be able to leave the hospital in a few days.” A wistful look crossed his face as he continued, “I’ve been here so long. I can’t help but wonder about the orphanage. Are the kids okay? Are they warm and well-fed?”
With a comforting smile, Leah responded, “Don’t worry, Glenn. Despite my busy schedule, I always make sure to keep an eye on the orphanage. It’s our home, after all.”
At Leah’s mention of “home,” a wave of nostalgia washed over everyone’s face. They had all been orphans, but the love and care they received at the orphanage had made it a true home, thanks to Glenn, who truly cared for them. To them, Glenn was more than just a director of the orphanage; he was family.
“Janice…” Glenn’s face darkened with concern as he placed his hand over hers. “I know everything. The Edwards family has crossed the line. How could they be so heartless to you?”
“Glenn, don’t get upset,” Janice soothed, patting his hand to offer comfort. “It’s not worth your energy to dwell on people who can’t see or feel.”
“When they first found you, I was worried about how they would treat you after taking you back.” Glenn let out a heavy sigh, his voice tinged with regret. “I’ve lived long enough to read people. When they came for you, there was no joy in their eyes—just a sense of obligation. But you were so hopeful about having a family then.”
He had kept his reservations to himself, not wanting to dampen her spirits.
Janice shook her head, a smile breaking across her face as she looked at him with relief. “Back then, having a family seemed like a dream I couldn’t let go of. If I hadn’t taken that chance, how could I ever move on? Now, I’ve lived that dream, and I can leave it behind without any regrets. From now on, you all are my real family.”
Janice looked at Leah, Prescott, Costello, and then Glenn. “I don’t need anyone else but you.”
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“Janice, you’re our family too,” Leah said, stepping forward with a determined expression. “I held back before because they were your family. But now that you’ve severed ties with them, I won’t hold back anymore.”
“Exactly! I won’t hold back either.” Prescott was quick to add his support, pushing up his glasses with enthusiasm. “I’ve been waiting to teach the Edwards family a lesson for a long time.”
Costello remained quiet, yet his actions conveyed his stance clearly. By stepping forward, he silently affirmed his alignment with Leah and Prescott. His presence alone was a strong statement of solidarity—he, too, could no longer tolerate the Edwards family’s cruelty.
Janice was deeply touched by their encouragement. She mused on the bitter irony that her own family had only ever shown her indifference, humiliation, and mistreatment, whereas Leah and her friends, unrelated by blood, showed her profound kindness.
“Leah, I’m aware of the disdain you hold for the Edwards family,” Janice said. “But I plan to reclaim what they took from me slowly. It’s far too simple to just crush them immediately.”
Destroying the Edwards family swiftly was well within her power, yet she knew that wouldn’t soothe the ache of the past year. Her goal was for the Edwards family to gradually spiral into despair, to witness firsthand Delilah’s deceit and hypocrisy, and to watch their pride crumble. Such a gradual torment was the only way for Janice to heal her deep-seated wounds.
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