Chapter: 1896
Cathy and Paul's parents were all dead, lying in a massive pool of blood while a large crowd of people gathered to stare. Mark gently picked Laura up and the little girl hugged him tightly, with her little face against his. He could feel her whole body trembling.
ALL of a sudden, she had become an orphan.
Before long, reporters had flooded the area and the story immediately made the news.
Mark quickly carried Laura home.
If he didn't take her home, she would end up at the welfare house and her already pitiful life would probably be worse for her.
By the time Mark got back to the Evans Gardon, he still had blood stains on his shirt.
On his wedding day of all days, he was stained with blood.
It was very ominous.
With Laura in his arms, Mark went to the house. It was quiet everywhere. Only some domestic staff were around, taking off the wedding decorations.
This scene was quite unpleasant for him to look at.
"Where is Cecilia?" Mark asked one of the staff in a hoarse voice.
With lowered head, the woman answered, "She went back to Duefron with Mr. and Mrs. Fowler. But Miss Rena and Mr. Waylen are still here.
Mrs. Evans is not feeling well. The doctor has come to see her several times already."
Mark's heart tightened when he heard this.
Without another word, he carried Laura inside.
When he pushed Zoey's door open, he saw her lying on the bed. Waylen and Rena were by her bedside comforting her.
Mark walked in quietly.
When Zoey noticed his presence, she immediately sat up and stared at him and the child in his arms.
She couldn't help but feel that her son was hopeless and stupid.
Yes, the child was really pitiful.