Rhoda's POV
BACK HOME
“Where are you going, Lucian?” Mom asked, but Lucian just went inside the house, ignoring Mom without sparing her a glance.
His wheelchair rolled so fast that in no time, he was already in while I still tried to get done from the car in my heels.
These heels were tiring and painful on my toes and I wanted nothing more than to take them off and throw them to the wind.
“Lucian,” I called out, but he had already disappeared from my sight.
We had just gotten back from the company, and Lucian had been cursing and hissing in anger.
Throughout the ride home, he kept on saying he was a useless son. He kept on cursing himself and no matter what mom said to reverse what he said, he didn't pay attention to her but kept cursing himself
I had a bad feeling about this.
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