Married at First Sight (Serenity and Zachary) novel Chapter 4272

Married At First Sight Chapter 4272 

Chapter 4272 

When Mrs. Ormond saw the two young people embracing just now, her heart nearly stopped. It felt like the sky was crashing down around her. In that moment, she almost screamed. 

But she had instinctively covered her mouth, forcing herself to stay silent. 

As soon as the couple let go of each other, she spun around and walked away, no longer watching from the stairs. She wanted to pretend she hadn’t seen anything, to go back to her room and process it quietly. 

But she couldn’t. 

She had to talk to her daughter. 

Just as she was struggling with her emotions, Elora came upstairs. And now, here she was, sitting in her daughter’s room. 

Elora studied her mother’s expression for a moment before saying, “Alright, Mom, stay here. I’m going to take a hot bath.” 

Mrs. Ormond simply nodded. 

As Elora disappeared into the bathroom, her mother let out a deep sigh. 

Now that she had calmed down and thought about it more clearly, she had to admit—damn it, Tatum and her daughter were a perfect match. 

The thought unsettled her. She couldn’t sit still. 

She got up and started pacing the room, her fingers absentmindedly brushing over objects on the shelves and desk, as if keeping her hands busy would settle her restless thoughts. 

Her gaze landed on the bedside table, where a large framed family photo stood. 

It had been taken during the New Year, back when her parents—Elora’s grandparents—were still alive. 

Feeling a pull in her chest, she walked over, picked up the frame, and sat down on the bed. 

Elora’s face in the photo radiated pure joy. 

Back then, the weight of the family legacy hadn’t yet fallen onto her young shoulders. She had still been a carefree girl, untouched by responsibility. 

But that changed the moment she was pushed into the top position at such a young age. 

Since then, that bright, unburdened smile had rarely appeared. 

She looked up to see her daughter standing in the doorway, fresh from her bath. 

Noticing the empty sofa, Elora had immediately guessed that her mother had wandered into the bedroom. 

And now, she found her sitting on the bed, holding the photo frame—tears in her eyes. 

“You’re done.” 

Mrs. Ormond quickly wiped her eyes, setting the frame back on the bedside table. 

“When I saw this photo, I was reminded of happier times,” she said, forcing a small smile. “I suddenly missed your grandparents. My in-laws were wonderful people—they treated us daughters-in-law like their own daughters. I just got overwhelmed thinking about them.” 

She didn’t dare admit the truth. 

That  she  was  crying  not  just  from  nostalgia— 

But  because  she  felt  helpless. 

Because she felt like she had failed her daughter.