Reborn From Oblivion

Nathalie's bottled-up anger exploded like a firecracker. "And why don't you mention how he swindled me out of my kidney under the guise of fatherly love?" she shouted, her voice dripping with fury. Miranda was left speechless.

Nathalie, ignited by Miranda's actions, was a blazing inferno. "What gives you the right to judge me? You had a little kid rummaging through trash to support you, tarnishing the name of motherhood. Now that you've turned down my help, that's just fine by me. From now on, live your life with your crazy daughter. Whether you make it or not, live or die, don't bother telling me." With that, Nathalie walked away, leaving without a hint of nostalgia.

Oh, and before she left, she swung by the retirement home to cancel the five-year pension plan she'd set up for Miranda.

With Nathalie out of the picture, Miranda and Greta were like deer caught in headlights, clueless about handling Patrick's funeral.

Miranda, confined to her wheelchair, was helpless.

Greta, broke as a joke, was overwhelmed by the costs of cremation, body transport, buying a burial plot, and organizing the funeral.

The hospital kept sending bills one after another: "Who's paying?"

Miranda glanced over at Greta.

Greta, seething with frustration, snapped back, "Why are you looking at me? I'm broke. You handed everything over to Nathalie. I didn't get a dime from you, and now you want me to foot the funeral bill? Where am I supposed to get the cash?"

Patrick's body lingered in the hospital hallway for what felt like ages, while Miranda pleaded with Greta, "Greta, this was your dad. He's gone now, let him leave with some dignity."

Greta was fuming, "I told you, I'm out of money. No money."

Miranda was taken aback by Greta's wild outburst.

Cameron stepped in to calm things down, gently saying, "Greta's been going through a tough time lately, don't push her too hard."

Seeing Cameron as a potential

lifeline, Miranda pleaded with him softly, "Cameron, you're Greta's husband. He was your father-in-law. It's only right for you to help with the funeral, isn't it? Could you cover the costs?"

Cameron paused, thinking it over.

He wasn't tightfisted by nature, but he couldn't stand Miranda's mistreatment of her daughter, elus, he felt guilty about Nathalie and had a bone to pick with Miranda.

"You might not know, but legally, a son-in-law isn't required to support his in-laws, and the same goes for a daughter-in-law with her in-laws." Miranda's lips trembled.

Greta's face turned ghostly white, her heart shattered by Cameron's coldness.

Cameron then turned to Greta, "But since you're still my wife, I can lend you the money. But you'll need to write me an IOU."

Tears welled up in Greta's eyes, "Cameron, does it really have to be this way?"

Cameron replied, "Money doesn't grow on trees. Since we got married, you haven't worked, and I've covered everything from your medical bills to your skincare. What have you given me in return?"

After some thought, Greta realized she hadn't provided any material or emotional support to Cameron. Realizing her shortcomings, she hung her head in shame. "Alright, I'll write the IOU."noveldrama

With Cameron's help, Patrick was finally sent to the funeral home.

Due to Greta's limited funds, Patrick's send-off was modest. His body was cremated, and the funeral home handed over a simple urn.