Out of the Shadows: Tilda’s Brilliant Second Life

Chapter 550 People Who Don’t Matter

“I have to admit, Russell, your provocation is obvious, but it works well on me,” Tilda finally spoke.

Russell and Wade instinctively glanced at each other.

“Sorry, Danc, Mystro, Liam, Rain. You guys go pick a place to hang out for a bit. I need to step out, but I’ll catch up with you later.”

“Got it, Tilda.”

Her three seniors seemed to have anticipated her decision all along.

Going to see for herself was probably for the best. At least she wouldn’t regret being so resolutely cold today.

“Tilda, are you sure you want to go?”

Rain didn’t want Tilda involved with the Jensons.

In Rain’s mind, the Jensons were just as terrible as his own family. They were always forceful, and they had crushed all their emotions.

Tilda reached out and gently touched Rain’s soft, white hair. Her lowered gaze was calm and tender. “Don’t worry. I’ll be back soon. Listen to them, okay?”

Rain nodded quickly. “Yes, come back quickly. Don’t give them a chance to hurt you.”

“Hurt me?”

Tilda whispered those words, and a small smile played across her lips.

The smile was slightly mocking, with a hint of disdain.

“Of course not.”

Not anymore.

Liam spoke up. “Tilda, it’s still early. We can go with you.”

“It’s fine. I don’t want to waste your time on people who don’t matter.”

People who don’t matter…

Tilda didn’t even emphasize the words, but to Russell and Wade, they sounded sharp and cutting.

It stirred a painful ache in their hearts.

And yet, Russell and Wade found themselves completely unable to argue.

Tilda stepped past her seniors and stood before Russell and Wade.

“Russell, let me compliment you first. You truly are a seasoned veteran. You hit the exact weakness I have in my heart.

“You know I would never want to be like you. I wouldn’t even want this blood on me. If I could, I’d drain it and start over. Not that I’d ever try to kill myself or hurt myself on purpose.

“The day I severed all ties with the Jensons and left the villa, I made a promise to myself. I would live better than anyone, be happier than anyone, bloom with my own brilliance, and live a life that’s truly mine!

“This time, you’d better not regret letting me see Blair. And if anything happens, don’t try to pin the blame on me!”

“Let’s go, Tilda. No matter what happens, I’ll bear the consequences alone.”

Russell had made up his mind.

No matter what happened, he knew letting Tilda meet the current Blair was the best choice.

What if…

There was a tiny chance?

What if Tilda, seeing Blair’s condition, softened and wanted to return to the Jensons?

Even though Russell knew such a hope was incredibly slim, given Tilda’s current attitude, it was like chasing a dream.

But if a person can’t even dream, then what’s the point of being alive?

In the car, Wade had already told Dominic and the others that Tilda was coming to the hospital to see Blair.

They were completely stunned.

“No way, Wade! Tilda… She’s willing to see Mom?”

Chapter 550 People Who Don’t Matter

At first, Dominic and the others thought they were hearing things.

With Tilda’s hatred of the Jensons, how could she care about Blair’s well-being?

“A lot happened. Anyway, Tilda’s coming. We’re heading to the hospital now.”

Wade couldn’t bring himself to mention that Russell had knelt before Tilda to convince her to come.

“A–alright. The doctor just removed Mom’s monitors and transferred her to a regular room. They said she’ll regain consciousness soon.”

Dominic paused and asked, “Is Tilda… with you guys?”

“She said she didn’t want to be in the same car as us, so she took a cab. She’s following behind. We should reach the hospital in half an hour.”

“Got it.”

After hanging up, Dominic looked at his five younger brothers. “… That’s what the call said.”

For a moment, everyone was at a loss for words.

Originally, when Wade told them Russell had gone to ask Tilda to visit Blair, they all thought he was asking for humiliation.

They never expected Russell would actually get her to come.

But now, their hearts felt even more uneasy.

Darell sighed. “Honestly, I almost wish Tilda had just refused. It might have been better if she didn’t come.”

“Darell’s right. With Tilda’s attitude toward us, she wouldn’t react kindly no matter how Dad invited her.”

“With Tilda’s temper, I just hope she doesn’t upset Mom. Mom’s still weak after barely surviving, and I’m worried that Tilda’s visit might stress her, making things worse.”