When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 1873 Allison Contacted Meredith

After hanging up the phone, Meredith settled down to rest. But before she could get comfortable, her phone rang again. She glanced at the unfamiliar number, puzzled. When she answered, a voice she recognized came through.

"Meredith? Is that you?" It was Allison.

Since Zeke's divorce from Meredith, Allison had severed all ties with her. Now, she was using someone else's phone to reach out, with Zeke standing beside her. To prevent Meredith from hanging up immediately, Allison chose to contact her herself instead of having Zeke do it.

Meredith's brows furrowed slightly. "It's me."

"Great, I finally reached you," Allison said, her tone overly warm. "When will you have some time to visit me at the Turner residence?"

Meredith couldn't help but chuckle, a sharp edge to her voice. "Oh, Mrs. Turner, it seems you've forgotten. Your son and I are divorced. You're no longer my mother- in-law."noveldrama

Allison's smile faltered, but she quickly suppressed the discomfort.

Knowing she needed something from Meredith, she softened her tone. "Zeke was immature and foolish back then. I've always regretted not stepping in to try and mend things between the two of you."

She continued, "I've already spoken to Zeke, and he understands his mistake now. He won't be involved with Camila, ever again. You can come back now."

After finishing her words, Allison gently nudged her half-asleep grandson, Conrad, who was sitting beside her. "Conrad, talk to your mother and ask her to come back," she said softly.

Conrad's face wore an expression of impatience, but he knew how serious the situation was. "Mommy, please come back soon. Mommy, I miss you so much. You're the only mother I have. Please, I beg you..."

Hearing Conrad's voice, a sharp pang struck Meredith's heart-not because of the child, but because of the sacrifices she had made in the past.

Allison had once insisted that Meredith accept Conrad, even going so far as to tell her that Conrad's biological mother was long gone. She even coached Conrad to speak in that way.

Meredith, soft-hearted and without children of her own, had accepted him, treating him as if he were her own son.

But the truth came to light when Meredith overheard Conrad telling Allison, "She's not my mom. I have my real mom. I can't stand that old witch. She's so annoying and controlling."

Instead of reprimanding Conrad,

Allison had burst into laughter. "My sweet grandchild, you're right. But don't tet Meredith find out. If she does, she won't be kind to you anymore."

At such a tender age, the child had already been deeply influenced by Allison- and not for the better.

Reflecting on everything that had happened, Meredith felt nothing but indifference toward Conrad.

"Kid, I'm not your mother. Your mother's name is Camila. I have no connection to you whatsoever, so don't confuse me with someone else."

Her voice over the phone was cold and unfamiliar."

Conrad froze, stunned. Was this really the same stepmother who used to shower him with affection? She sounded like a completely different person.

At a loss, he turned to his grandmother for comfort.

"Allison quickly snatched the phone from his hand, shooting him a glare.

"Useless," she muttered under her breath."

Then, in a sudden shift, she spoke sweetly into the phone, her tone dripping with false charm. "Meredith, please... What will it take for you to forgive Zeke? Just tell me. Whatever it is, I'll make sure he does it.”

Meredith stood, gripping the phone tightly as she gazed into the dark night beyond the window. A cold, bitter laugh escaped her lips. "I'm not that naive woman anymore-the one who used to fall for your empty words. I want nothing to do with any of you ever again. Don't call me again."

With that, she ended the call and immediately blocked the number.