Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1972

The next morning, Seth was still sound asleep in the guest room of the antique house.

Tiana kicked the door open and yanked the covers off him. "Seth, stop playing dead! Get up and go back where you came from!"

Seth slowly turned over. His face, once rosy in the morning, was now pale and gaunt, and his body looked fragile.

He lay back down and coughed a few more times before weakly speaking. "Tia, you're here? Come sit."

Tiana hesitated after seeing his pitiful state. "Stop pretending. Gem has already told me everything. You're not sick. You just came here to stir up trouble. Get up now, or I'll have security to throw you out."

Just as she finished speaking, the bathroom door opened, and Avery emerged, holding a trash bin. Upon seeing Tiana, he quickly hid behind it, looking guilty as if he had done something bad.

"What's that you're hiding? Let me see it." Tiana was curious.

"It's nothing, Madam," Avery said, stiffening and shaking his head frantically.

Tiana wasn't fooled. She immediately moved to snatch the trash bin from him. "Hand it over!"

Avery hadn't really meant to hide it. After a brief struggle, he handed over the bin, following Seth's instructions, and obediently stepped aside.

Tiana glanced inside the trash bin, and her expression instantly darkened—inside were blood-soaked tissues.

"Could it be that you're really sick?" Tiana's voice softened slightly.

"Since you already know, I have nothing to hide. Maybe this is my punishment. I don't blame anyone, but what hurts the most is that I haven't had the chance to make up for it with you.

"Don't tell Gem. She doesn't know anything yet…" Seth painfully sat up, leaning against the headboard as his coughs wracked his body.

Tiana stared at the trash bin in her hands, her heart filled with conflicting emotions.

"Mom, what are you talking about? Didn't I tell you it's all an act?" Germaine couldn't believe that her usually sharp-minded mother had fallen for this. She was at a loss.

"Whether it's true or fake doesn't matter. In the end, he has me to take care of him. You should focus on your own life. I've already decided—I'll move in to take care of him during his final days."

Tiana had made up her mind to personally look after Seth.

"Mom, what happened? You're not upset, are you?" Germaine felt something was off.

"Upset? What's there to be upset about? It's just that I've come to terms with it," Tiana said.

"Sweetheart, as the younger generation, we should stay out of our elders' affairs." Jenson pulled Germaine aside.

"But what if Freya comes knocking and causes trouble? We can't let that happen." Germaine was still concerned about the potential complications.