Chapter 535: Chapter 535
When the police explained their purpose, Titus Zane’s heart, just calmed down, rippled again.
Ariana Evans had committed suicide, in prison, slashing her wrists with a steel cup at night while sleeping; by morning, when she was discovered, she was already breathless.
Ever since she sent the text message to Nathan Moore, there had been no word from Olivia Zane, so the police had to find Titus Zane, the nominal daughter, and made a special trip to inform her.
When Nathan Moore rushed back, the police had already left, and Titus Zane sat alone on the sofa, staring blankly ahead.
Titus Zane’s feelings towards Ariana Evans were complex; as a child who never received her father’s love, she actually relied a lot on Ariana Evans.
Whether Ariana Evans was sincere or not, after all, she was one of the few sources of warmth in her life, yet this same person who gave her warmth and love was the murderer of her birth mother.
Now, Ariana Evans was dead, a suicide, and Titus Zane truly didn’t know whether she should be happy for her mother below or feel sorrow.
"What happened, what’s going on?" Nathan Moore sat on the sofa, not having time to take off his overcoat, as he put his hands on Titus Zane’s shoulders.
The sudden approach of a cold presence snapped Titus Zane back to reality, and turning her head towards Nathan Moore, she murmured, "Ariana Evans is dead, she killed herself..."
As for Ariana Evans, Nathan Moore had always been indifferent.
Perhaps it was intuition, but he always felt that woman was too hypocritical, not a kind soul.
Heaving a long sigh of relief, Nathan Moore pulled Titus Zane into his embrace, allowing her face to rest against his shoulder, gently stroking her back as he comforted her softly, "Don’t let your thoughts wander, be good..."
"I’m not thinking wildly," Titus Zane’s face buried in the crook of Nathan Moore’s shoulder, her voice muffled, "just feeling a bit uncomfortable... No matter how bad she was, she gave me a lot of warmth. Do you know, as a child, my father never liked me... She was the only one who treated me like a mother... I hate her... but knowing she killed herself, I can’t feel happy..."
Nathan Moore sighed, continuing to console her, "I understand, after all, you’ve always considered her your birth mother, but anyone who violates the law has to bear the consequences, and this is the best outcome," being so domineering and caring so much about her image, life imprisonment would have been the ultimate pain for her.
"Yeah, I know." Buried in the crook of Nathan Moore’s shoulder, Titus Zane nodded.
She felt oppressively heavy-hearted, especially upon seeing the letter Ariana Evans left behind, which the police had handed to her. Google seaʀᴄh 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝙣𝙚𝙩
...Little Zane, I admit, my kindness towards you has always been purposeful, but after all, I am a woman, a mother, and sometimes... I can’t even tell if my concern for you is feigned or uncontrollable... I don’t want to talk about the past... I only want to ask you one thing, Lily... her time is running short, no matter how antagonistic she was with you in the past, she is still your sister, if one day something really happens to her, please... help bury her with me, as a mother, I couldn’t give her a healthy body, I can only wait to makeup for the harm my reckless lifestyle caused her when we reunite in the hereafter...
Titus Zane lifted her face, her chin resting on Nathan Moore’s shoulder and looked into the distance, "Nathan Moore, do you think... that there are no absolute good people or bad people in this world..."
A single word, very somber, Nathan Moore’s emotions seemed to have been influenced by Titus Zane as well.
"Do you have Lily’s phone number? Give her a call." Titus Zane suggested, actually thinking it over, Olivia Zane was quite pitiable too, growing up with an unhealthy body, even if she was raised in a honey pot, she could not enjoy the life of an ordinary person.