After returning home, Lola Gold knew that Yolanda Greenwood had said nothing, which made her somewhat angry.
"Yolanda, why didn't you say anything?" she asked, not quite understanding.
"He's just too pitiful," Yolanda said, and to her surprise, her voice was somewhat choked up.
Lola Gold's heart ached, and she immediately went to embrace her, "It's alright, it's alright, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't. I'm not blaming you."
Yolanda's eyes began to well up with tears; in fact, the moment she saw Jaxon Greenwood, her nose had started to tingle with emotion.
Jaxon Greenwood was approaching sixty this year, but today, he looked almost seventy.
The continuous blows had bent the Patriarch of the Greenwood Family's back. If she were now to tell him that his daughter, whom he had protected like his own life, had harmed his most beloved wife... Yolanda truly couldn't imagine how Jaxon would continue to live on.