You Are The Pursuit of My Life novel Chapter 85

Margaret had a huge shock when she heard that Edric risked being hit by a car to save Irene. He had already gotten hurt because of her the time before. Margaret increasingly felt that Irene would only bring bad luck. If this went on, Irene would be the death of Edric.

She had to get Irene out of San Fetillo as soon as possible! Marie said that Irene's house had been burned down and she had nowhere to stay. Furthermore, she had also lost her job. It seemed like it was the right time to add fuel to the fire. Margaret would use this to negotiate with Irene and persuade her to leave San Fetillo.

Margaret felt like now was her window of opportunity. She gave Irene a phone call.

"Mrs. Myers? What is it?" Irene spoke in an aloof tone; hearing Margaret's voice made her uneasy.

"Well, I just saw the news and found out what happened to your home. I sympathize with you," Margaret said.

Pigs were probably about to fly at Margaret's call of concern. She should be the happiest person on earth at Irene's predicament. Irene did not reply; she wanted to see what Margaret would say next.

Margaret continued, "I know things are difficult for you now. You are now jobless and homeless. It must be hard having to raise your son and your uncle. I've thought about it, and I want to help you."

"Would you really be so nice?" Irene questioned.

"Irene, we used to be family after all. I don't feel any better looking at your situation like this. I wasn't born a cruel woman, we just had different points of view. In fact, I'm a mother just like you are. On behalf of that, please accept my suggestion. If you can leave San Fetillo, I'll give you money. I guarantee that you won't be able to finish spending it for the rest of your life. You won't have to struggle so hard, and your son can get the best education money can buy. Please think about it," Margaret persuaded.

"Margaret Myers, San Fetillo is my home. This is where I grew up! Why should I leave? Weren't you and Edric doing fine in Alsburg City? Why did you guys come here? If you're so worried about him, take him and leave. Why do you have to force me instead?" Irene roared at the phone. "I'm staying in San Fetillo even if I end up on the streets. I won't leave, ever!"

After that, she hung up the phone. Her heart was in a mess. What was wrong with Margaret?

In the evening, Irene told Kinsey, who came over for a visit, everything Margaret had said. Kinsey was equally exasperated. Why was that old witch so insistent?

"Irene, I think you should accept her offer. Take the money she gives. You're not holding onto Edric anyway. This money is what his family owes you; don't turn it down for nothing," Kinsey said.

"I know, but I don't want to have anything to do with them. Not even a little bit," Irene replied.

"You're just too stubborn!" Kinsey sighed.

After staying in the hospital for another week, Irene was no longer in pain. She was ready for discharge, but the doctor thought otherwise. He claimed that the higher-ups in the government had made a request to the hospital. He could only allow her to leave when her wounds were completely healed.

Irene knew that this must be Steven's doing. She had no choice but to return to her ward. Soon after, the door was pushed open and Edric came in with a thermos flask. He asked, "Are you feeling better today?"

Irene stayed mute and looked at him coldly.

He paid no mind to her indifference as he opened up the flask and poured out the soup. He handed it to Irene and said, "Have some of this!"

"Can you stop showing up in front of me?" Irene did not take the soup.

"I can. I'll leave after you finish the soup." Edric held the container in front of her. She took it and drank it all in one go. "I'm done. You can go now."

He did not leave. Instead, he started tidying up. "Don't worry about the house. I've one prepared; you can move into it once you're discharged. And for your job..."

"Edric Myers, I don't need your charity!" Irene interrupted him. She was still furious from Margaret's phone call that day.

"Why did you come to San Fetillo? The world is so big; why did you come here and force everything on me? Will you only be happy once I'm dead?"

"Irene, I'm not trying to force you. I just want to help you!" Edric looked at her as his heart ached for her.

"Get out!" Irene pointed at the door. Her life had changed ever since she met him.

If it were not for him, she would have found a stable job after graduation and lived an ordinary but fulfilling life.

She would not have had to go through all this pain and suffering, nor would she have faced such humiliation. "Edric Myers, get the hell out of here. I never want to see you again for the rest of my life!"

Edric furrowed his eyebrows, the emotions in his eyes unreadable. He eventually let out a low sigh. "Okay, I'll go."

She was injured and was at her most vulnerable point right now. No matter how vicious she was, he did not want to provoke her any further. Standing at the corner of the corridor, he lit a cigarette.

He did everything in his power to move his company's operations center from Alsburg City to San Fetillo. This was because San Fetillo was her hometown. People said to never forget their roots. He believed that she would come back one day.

Well, she had indeed come back to San Fetillo, but everything had unfolded in a way out of his control. It was as if they were strangers. She hated him to his bones. How could he change all of this? Edric threw away the cigarette butt and turned around irritably, only to notice a man striding across the corridor.

Steven?

Seeing Steven entering her ward, Irene was cautious. "What are you doing here?"