Female Novel
Chapter 580 Jack Dies
The sound resounded like thunder in the living room.
Mr. Ward’s body shook and his expression sank, he then frighteningly knelt down onto the floor.
No doubt what Jack meant was to call Patrick a bastard.
But since he was just a servant to this family, he had no right or ability to intervene.
Patrick’s face froze and his eyes widened in disbelief.
Anger and resentment rose up within him when he heard what Jack said.
Jack’s words had really stabbed him in the heart.
He was the dignified head of the Hughes family, who stood high above the clouds and overlooked the
existence of all others.
However, his eyes then began to turn red.
In order to fight for the position of the head of the Hughes family and to protect Jack and Sophie,
Patrick then left without hesitation.
The departure that year had left a scar deep in his heart, and when the scar was revealed, guilt was
what remained.
After a while, Patrick smiled bitterly and said, “So, you’ve never been able to forget then?”
“How can I ever forget?”
Jack met Patrick’s gaze, his eyes full of resentment and resolve, gritting his teeth as he said, “You may
be able to abandon your wife and child, but I can’t! Even death!”
In a sudden, Patrick’s smile was dazzling.
He then raised his head up and laughed.
His laughter echoed in the meeting room for a long time.
Jack was still angry and didn’t flinch.
Mr. Ward, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled even more when he heard Patrick’s laugh.
However it was just that Jack and Mr. Ward couldn’t see Patrick’s full face.
As Patrick tilted his head back and laughed, his red eyes were already filled with tears, and some tears
had already slipped quietly down his face.
This would shock anyone else if they were witnessing this.
The dignified head of the Hughes family who had always displayed such prestige and an imposing
manner in front of others, was now shedding tears?
“Ah!”
Patrick then suddenly raised his head and let out a heart piercing yell.
The sound shook the room up to the sky and was heard by all who were nearby.
Inside the Buddhist hall.
The sound of soft chants could be heard.
Madam Hughes had a calm expression on her face as she joined in with the chanting and was twirling
the Buddhist prayer beads in her right hand.
Carter who was stood at the side appeared calm but awaited expectantly.
Suddenly.
A yell was heard.
Madam Hughes who had her eyes closed chanting then opened them suddenly.
She then grimaced and her eyes coldly narrowed.
“Mother, wasn’t that yell coming from Patrick? We made it, made it. ”
Carter asked uncertainly who was also startled by this sound.
Such a heart piercing yell must mean he was in a matter of great agony.
Apart from losing a child, what else could cause great pain to the head of the family?
“Don’t panic.”
Madam Hughes rose up her hand to signal to not do anything.
After waiting in silence for three minutes, a woman’s voice was suddenly heard outside the door.
“Madam Hughes, the members from the Powell family have already left, but when they were leaving
their faces look strained and angry.”
When she heard this, the grin on Madam Hughes’s face grew wider, “how clearly you see this”
“I saw it very clearly, Hana was the first to leave in a hurry and then very soon after, Kerry and the
others also left. They each had a gloomy and solemn expression on their faces with intention of killing,
and then it was after this that Patrick yelled.”
“Alright, you can leave now.”
Madam Hughes felt very pleased inside.
Then once the person outside the door had gone.
Carter couldn’t help but say, “Mother, we’ve done it, we’ve finally done it! Once that bastard child is
dead then nothing will be in the way anymore!”
Carter was so excited that his voice was trembling as he was talking.
“Carter, you are making a fuss over nothing, can you calm yourself down?”
Madam Hughes groaned as she said this but there was also a smug smile on her face as she said, “Innovelbin
any case we can use that coffin that has already been prepared. Could you now go and urge him along
and get him into the coffin. One more second for that corpse to be outside is a tragedy since his
unclean blood will bring misfortune to the Hughes family.”
Madam Hughes then closed her eyes and began twirling the Buddhist prayer beads once more, “I will
now read the scriptures a few more times to help his soul find peace and to make sure no misfortune is
brought upon the Hughes family.”
“Alright, I’ll start preparing things right away!”
Carter walked joyfully out of the Buddhist Hall.
Nearby, George and Ivy who were slightly drunk also heard the yell.
The two were both taken aback for a moment, half-drunk half sober, looking at each other puzzled.
“That voice sounded like Patrick’s right?” George asked.
“Yes, seems so.” Ivy nodded her head.
Once she said this, George suddenly leaned back in his chair and laughed, “He’s dead, that bastard
child is finally dead… I can now be at peace.”
Ivy also smiled when she saw how pleased he looked.
She picked up the red wine bottle, poured herself a full glass, and as she raised the glass she said to
George, “Since this issue has been resolved, shouldn’t this be worth a toast?”
“Yes, yes, a toast! Let’s celebrate by drinking all night and not going home until we are drunk!”
With a smile on his face, George got up and clinked glasses with Ivy.
As Patrick’s yell echoed.
Scenes such as what happened in the Buddhist temple and the happiness of George and Ivy were
everywhere.
Some people were surprised, some were gloating and some were sighing in disappointment…
Some were happy and some were sad.
Patrick’s yell affected the mood and memory of every member of the Hughes family in some way.
The Hughes family all regarded Jack as a bastard child.
While the Powell family’s anger had subsided, this night it was unclear just how many eyes were
fixated on the living room.
As the anger of Powell family had left, Patrick’s yell seemed to reassure everyone else.
As for Patrick, even though he was devastated, there was nothing else he could do but to hold his head
up high and sigh.
Due to the prestige of the Powell family… the Hughes family had no choice but to bow down and shrink
back.
And as Jack was a part of Patrick’s direct blood line, the death of Jack meant that their hopes were
over. Unless Patrick could be reelected as the head of the family in the near future then there was no
chance for their direct blood line to rule the Hughes family again.
“Hahaha… dead, the bastard child is finally dead!”
Inside a small courtyard, Archer put on his robe with excitement, ran outside and said, “I am still an
uncle to this family, therefore I must see him one last time and comfort Patrick. Or I will be the target of
the scandals.
As he was running, Archer couldn’t help but laugh, he was acting insane, “Patrick, I failed to compete
with you before, since when you became the head of the family you suppressed me everywhere. But
now that your son is dead and you have no more successors, I am waiting to see how much longer you
can assert any authority anymore. And now that bastard child is dead, I can finally feel satisfied.”
Inside the drawing room.
Patrick lowered his head and with tears in his eyes took a deep breath.
He was completely and utterly exhausted.
As he sat down on the Hughes family head’s throne, for a split second he suddenly felt as if he was a
lot older.
He then gave a weak wave to Jack.
He then said rather meekly, “Mr. Ward, please take Jack away.”
Mr. Ward raised his head and gave Patrick a concerned look.
Patrick then let out a laugh, “I’m fine, Jack was right. I am indeed a monster who has abandoned his
family. I have let down their mother and son; I have let them down for the rest of my life.”