Mrs. Sterling waved her hand repeatedly. "I'm not angry. I just hope your decision is the right one. Alright, you can go now. I didn't rest well last night, and I'm a bit tired."
Timothy Sterling looked troubled. He could clearly see his mother was unhappy, but he didn't know how to comfort her. In his mind, he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he'd said or decided.
'In his eyes, Aurora and Sharon are both my daughters, and both of them are Mom's granddaughters. They'll both take care of her in the future. So why is Mom so prejudiced against Sharon? Is she really going to write her off just because of a few thoughtless words and actions? She's only eighteen, after all. She still has her whole life ahead of her.'
Seeing that Mrs. Sterling was genuinely tired, Timothy Sterling had no choice but to leave. The moment he opened her door, he saw Joy Dalton standing right outside, holding a bowl of herbal tonic.
