Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 677

Inside the bedroom, Emma sat on the sofa, her face grim.

She listened to the knocking at the door, her brow furrowed in silence.

Every time they fought, Frank was like this: a slap, then a sweet treat.

After so many years, Emma had grown numb to it.

She should have left Frank back when she lost their first child. But he had knelt, cried his heart out, and she had softened.

Emma knew that Frank truly loved her, and she loved him too. But love wasn't enough to sustain a marriage. It had taken her half a lifetime to understand that.

After Mrs. Thompson Sr. caused her to lose her first child, she had been quiet for a while.

During that time, she and Frank enjoyed a rare period of peaceful, warm days. She was busy with her acting career, Frank was busy running his company, and whenever they could find the time, they would travel abroad together.

Later, as Frank's business grew larger, he felt bad about how hard she worked. So Emma gradually cut back on her work to become a full-time Mrs. Thompson and focus on trying for a baby.

But Emma's last miscarriage had been late in the pregnancy, and it had taken a toll on her body.

She and Frank tried for a long time, but she never got pregnant again.

Emma grew anxious. Frank, on the other hand, constantly comforted her, saying, "As long as I have you, that's all that matters. As for children, let's leave it to fate. If we have one, it's my fortune; if not, it's my destiny."

Back then, Emma had been moved beyond words.

But as they remained childless, Mrs. Thompson Sr. grew restless again.

She actually drugged Frank during a trip back to Megna Hamlet for ancestral rites and put her distant niece in his bed.

When Frank woke up, he was furious and almost disowned his mother.

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