After hearing Grayson Forrest's story, Jane Quinlan's eyes turned red.
She hadn't known that her mother-in-law had passed away in such a way.
No wonder Uncle said that Kay Forrest hating him was understandable.
Anyone in this situation would hardly feel at ease.
"Jane, sometimes when I think about it, these legs of mine—they're karma.
Do you know who else was in the car besides me on the day of the accident?"
Jane shook her head: "Matilda. Maybe it was fate. Matilda divorced, and she knew Forrest's mom passed away, so she came to see me.
After we had dinner and I drove her to the airport, that serious car accident happened.
My legs were crippled, and Matilda passed away in the explosion..."
Grayson Forrest sighed deeply, "In life, we always strive for perfection.
But how often do things truly turn out perfectly?
I failed my wife, failed my son, and failed Matilda.
