Love Has Its Will

Chapter 192

Chapter 192

Savanna woke up. She was dizzy. A cool breeze blew in from outside the window. She felt a chill in her c hest. She got up and walked to the dressing mirror and saw the tattoo– like thing on her shoulder.

Savanna reached out to it and tore it off with her fingertips easily.

Last night, she went out to socialize with Leo and drank a little too much. She could not

remember who had stuck it to her.

Rubbing her temples, Savanna lowered her head and slowly closed her eyes. Suddenly, she remembered that someone had hugged her while she was sleeping. Those larg e palms were rough. She could faintly feel the pain. She washed up and went downstairs.

She asked Lizeth, “Has anyone been here?”

Lizeth shook her head. “No, Mr. Baker sent you back last night. You didn‘t want him to leave. So he slept on the sofa last night and left at about 8 in the morning.”

Was it Leo?

But it didn‘t feel like him.

Brandon had never been so drunk. When he got back, Mandel opened the door for him. Mandel frowned when he saw that Brandon was a mess. He wiped Brandon‘s face with a towel and sighed, no wonder m

y mother didn‘t want you. Look at you. You are so decadent.

Mandel looked at Brandon‘s handsome face and noticed some stubble on Brandon‘s

chin. That made Mandel feel bad.

“Dad, you can‘t drink like this. What would I do if you died?”

Brandon looked at Mandel, whose eyes were red, raised his hand, and rubbed Mandel‘s temples. This was Savanna‘s favor ite action.

Brandon picked it up since he started to live with Mandel alone.

Just now, on the way back, Ben asked Brandon why he must bring Mandel.

Brandon didn‘t answer..

Ben said that Mandel would suffer if he lived with Brandon.

But with Savanna, Mandel would live an easy life.

No one knew what Brandon was thinking.

He and Savanna had become strangers. Nothing between them would ever happen again.

He had to keep Mandel because Mandel was the only trace that Savanna had left him.

Brandon flicked the space between Mandel‘s eyebrows. After drinking, his voice became lower. “Don‘t w orry, I will not die so easily. Mandel, do you believe that I will make a comeback?”

“Yes.” Mandel had never liked Brandon much since he was a child, but this did not affect his worship of B randon.

He believed that Brandon was a dark horse, and as soon as the time came, Brandon would return to New York in glory.

Brandon‘s eyes flashed with tears. He pulled Mandel into his arms. Mandel felt the strength of Brandon’s big hand on his waist, which hurt a little. But he did not shout out.

Brandon‘s phone rang. It was from the hospital.

“Mr. Cassel, your mother‘s condition has worsened. She wants to see you for the last time.”

Brandon froze on the spot, unable to speak for a long time, as if something broke inside of him.

Brandon brought Mandel back to Philadelphia overnight.

On the third day, Savanna was working. Ben called to tell her the news of Giselle‘s death. She sat in the chair without moving.

Giselle passed away.

The news was abrupt, but it was true.

Savanna felt that she should attend Giselle‘s funeral. After all, Giselle had treated Savanna well and protected Savanna whenever pos sible during the two years Savanna was in the Cassel‘s home.

Giselle had a hard life.

The first time she had a brain tumor was because her husband didn‘t love her. Giselle regarded her husb and as her everything. But he fell in love with someone else. Giselle couldn‘t stand it. So she got addicte d to alcohol.

Giselle was lucky to meet Krissa, Savanna‘s mother, the first time she was seriously ill. Yet Giselle didn‘t survive the second time. The doctors had tried their best.

Giselle‘s mourning hall was extremely simple.

The Cassel family in Philadelphia did not have any relatives. Even if they had, now that it had lost its power, the relatives wouldn‘t want to h ave any connections with them, let alone attend the funeral.

Brandon and Mandel were dressed in black. They stood in front of the mourning hall, big and small, looki ng sad and lonely.

Brandon raised his head. The moment he saw Savanna, his expression remained the Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

same.

Savanna felt a pain in her throat. Tears streamed down her face. It took her a long time to finally murmur, “I am sorry for your loss.”

Savanna stood beside Mandel, and the three of them stood in a row, bowing three times to the high– hanging photo in the mourning hall.

Savanna looked at Brandon, who wasn‘t able to say a word for a long time. She saw him frowning. She knew him too well. She said, “If you have something to say, just say it. Mrs. Cassel‘s matter is my matter.”

Savanna said “Mrs. Cassel‘s matter is my matter” instead of “Your matter is my matter” to prevent embarr assment.

“I heard that you bought the mansion. My mother‘s wish is to return to where she came from…”

“Alright.” Savanna agreed without thinking.

“Thank you.” Brandon sounded polite and distant.

Savanna felt like there was a huge river between them. She was on this side, and he was on the other sid from afar, but could never reach the other side.

Giselle‘s body was quickly transported back to New York.

She was soon buried after the cremation. Brandon fulfilled Giselle‘s wish and buried her in the Cassel‘s ho

It was the home that Giselle had lived in for many years. Even if Giselle died, what Giselle cared about was the home that belonged to

Giselle was an infatuated woman. Her misfortune was destined in her life.

On the day of Giselle‘s burial, Flora came. She held a suitcase in her hand and cried badly. Everyone was shocked. She held Brandon‘s hand. “Brandon, I quarreled with my mother. I told them that I was pregnant with your child and that I would marry no one but you for the rest of my life.”

Brandon wanted to curse. He frowned even more. Blue veins seemed to pop on his forehead. He subcons

“Brandon, I like you. Really, my sister is gone. I can love you in her place. You deserve to be loved by every woman. As for those who are blind,

“Ms. Landis, you are a lady. Aren‘t you afraid of being judged?” Mandeľ saw that Savanna‘s face was pale

He glanced at Flora‘s belly. “Although you have never married, that doesn‘t make you pure. I hope you are not having another guy‘s child in your belly and

Mandel‘s mean words made Flora speechless. Her face immediately turned red.

“Mandel, I will be your stepmother if I marry your dad. In the future, our child will be your brother or sister. We are a family.” Flora‘s words implied that Mandel had to build a good relationship with her.

“No, thanks.” Mandel crossed her arms with a piece of grass in his mouth. “I don‘t have the fortune to be the brother of the child who crawled out of your belly. And my father me something before.”

Mandel hugged Brandon‘s thigh and added, “He said that in this life, having one child is

enough for him.”