Love Has Its Will

Chapter 192

Savanna woke up. She was dizzy. A cool breeze blew in from outside the window. She felt a chill in her

chest. 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 lar

ge 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 frowne

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when he saw that Brandon was a mess. He wiped Brandon‘s face with a towel and sighed, no wonder my 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 fav

orite 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

worry, 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

Brandon.

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 witho

ut 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 p

ossible 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 hus

band as her everything. But he fell in love with someone else. Giselle couldn‘t stand it. So she got addi

cted 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

have 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, loo

king sad and lonely.

Brandon raised his head. The moment he saw Savanna, his expression remained the

same.

Savanna felt a pain in her throat. Tears streamed down her face. It took her a long time to finally murmu

r, “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 emb

arrassment.

“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

side. It seemed that they could only look at each other 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

house.

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 her and Harris.

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 lif

e.”

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

onsciously looked at Savanna. Then, he got rid of Flora and said, “How can you lie?”

“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 blin

d, Brandon, can you stop interacting with them?”

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

ale and saw the impatience in Brandon‘s eyes. He scolded Flora.

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 a

nd forcing it on my dad. My dad won‘t buy this.”

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 fath

er had told me something before.”

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

enough for him.”