Chapter 959

Chapter 959:

His disappointment in his parents drowned out any shock over what Fernanda had done. He understood—she hadn’t acted out of cruelty, but because she had been pushed too far. His parents were the ones who had set everything in motion.

He barely remembered leaving Zero Degree. The next thing he knew, he was at the hospital, intending to check on his grandmother. Michelle swore that people from Zero Degree had pushed Selma down the stairs. But Fernanda insisted it was Robert. Kevin couldn’t explain it, but he believed Fernanda. To him, Fernanda was brave, steady, and unafraid. She always did what was right, no matter the cost.

But his parents? Their image was crumbling. Liars. Hypocrites. Every truth he once held about them was unraveling.

If there were conflicting stories, he knew exactly who was lying.

Fernanda would never sink that low.

When he got to the hospital, Selma was still in surgery.

She was old, her health already fragile. The fall had left her with multiple fractures, but the worst was the brain hemorrhage.

Erika sobbed into Ector’s chest, her whole body shaking.

The hallway felt suffocating, thick with tension. Kevin didn’t know what to feel—grief, guilt, fear? It all tangled together, choking him silent.

Without a word, he sank onto a bench, unable to face anyone. When Michelle spotted him, she rushed over, bombarding him with questions—was he okay? Had anyone hurt him?

Kevin just stared at her, saying nothing.

She was so gentle, so caring. He’d always believed she was the perfect mother.

But how could she have done that to Fernanda?

gⲁ𝗅𝓝𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰0𝗺. 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒

Even if Fernanda wasn’t her biological daughter, she was still his father’s child. Shouldn’t that have been enough? Shouldn’t she have loved her anyway?

His mother had always taught him to be upright, kind, and forgiving. So why hadn’t she lived by those same principles?

He couldn’t make sense of it.

Michelle noticed his silence and asked gently what was wrong. Kevin only shook his head.

Two hours later, the doors to the operating room swung open.

Selma didn’t survive.

She was too old, too fragile. The injuries had been severe, but the brain hemorrhage had been the final blow. The doctors had done everything they could.

Michelle collapsed, sobbing as if her whole world had shattered.

Fernanda was caught off guard when she heard about Selma’s death.

She never imagined the fall would be fatal.

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