A Cue for Happiness

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Chapter 115 Clean Her Body

“Please don’t tell me you’re a fan of hers.” Clayton scoffed before saying calmly, “Then again, you do

look like someone with bad taste when it comes to fangirling over celebrities.”

Xavian chimed in, “Clayton is right, Mr. Morin. If you are indeed her fan, you should know that she can

get canceled anytime in the future, so don’t put all your eggs in one basket.”

Despite the children’s advice, Billy knew the Bowers family would still provide financial support for Yara

even if her career failed.

After all, she was still the mother of the Bowers family’s great-grandchildren, Franklin and Sophia.

“Cancelled? You guys are overthinking things.” Billy grinned and continued, “That will never happen…”

“We’ll see, Mr. Morin,” Clayton replied nonchalantly. “I believe that nothing is impossible.”

He was confident that the tables could turn for anyone at a moment’s notice because his mother told him

so, and she was a woman of her words.

At the hospital entrance, Yara glanced at the plate number of the Rolls-Royce. She felt a sense of

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familiarity washing over her but couldn’t figure out why.

However, her mind kept recalling Samuel’s heartless tone as he kicked her out of Natalie’s ward earlier.

Even though he had ordered her to leave, she found herself returning to the hospital again.

Throughout these years, she treated Samuel as though he was her husband because all she ever

wanted was to become his wife.

Although their relationship never developed into a romantic one, Samuel remained aloof toward other

women. Thus, Yara believed she could someday win his heart and become the Bowers family’s lady of

the house.

Unfortunately, Natalie’s sudden appearance thwarted things; she caused Samuel and the children to

treat Yara differently.

As Yara approached Natalie’s ward, she overheard two nurses conversing.

“I bet the woman from room 1802 did a lot of good deeds in her previous life to be blessed with such a

loving man.”

“Exactly! I can’t believe he even helped clean her body.”

“To think that lady has such an average-looking face… I now know that having a good marriage depends

on one’s fate, and not something superficial like appearance.”

Room 1802? That’s Natalie’s ward.

A bitter feeling prickled in Yara’s chest upon learning that Samuel had helped Natalie wash up.

Not once has Samuel treated me with the care he willingly gives to Natalie, not even when I got sick or

hurt in the past years. No matter how much I pouted or coquettishly asked for his attention, he would

only ever give me a cold response like, “Go see a doctor or something.”

As Yara thought about Samuel’s boundless affection and patience for Natalie, a raging hurricane broke

out in her chest. Her nails then clawed on the hospital walls.

Ugh, that Natalie! She’s like a stubborn old stain that’s impossible to erase! This won’t do. I can’t just sit

idly by and wait for things to turn in my favor. I have to take action before Natalie becomes the Bowers

family’s lady of the house. If that happens, then everything will be over for me!

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With that, Yara spun on her heel and left the hospital.

Since the Bowers family believed that she was the biological mother of Sophia and Franklin, she decided

to use it to her advantage.

Yara got into her minivan and quickly made a phone call.

Subsequently, she prepared her most lethal weapon – tears – to put on an act.

Yara’s eyes were already red and swollen when Kenneth answered the phone. On top of that, her voice

became unsteady, as if she was about to cry.

“Yara?” Kenneth greeted.

“Grandpa…” she muttered, and in no time, tears rolled down her cheeks.

“What’s wrong, Yara? Has someone picked on you?”

“N-No…” Yara intentionally sobbed even harder. “Grandpa, I think I dialed the wrong number…”

“Hang on. Since we’re already talking, tell me who upset you.” Kenneth added in a fierce tone, “You’re

just too nice of a person. How could you not speak up even after getting picked on? Come on. You can

tell me everything about it.”

Although Yara’s eyes continued to fill up with tears, a faint smile played on her lips since she had

successfully achieved her goal.

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