Matthew wasted no time in lifting Lindsay off the ground and securely placing her back in her wheelchair.
As she clutched Matthew’s arm, Lindsay’s voice trembled. “Matthew, please, no harm to my mother. She’s not herself right now, drowned in sorrow. I hold no grudge against her.”
Matthew’s response was a silent, penetrating stare, his brows knitted together as he took in the scene.
Even after Fernando’s intervention, Betsey’s fury did not wane. She glared venomously at Lindsay and screamed. “You whore!”
Her anger boiled over as she faced Matthew, shouting. “Do you see the monster Lindsay has become? She’s the reason Robin is dead!”
Lindsay’s denial was swift, her words intermingled with sobs. “Mom, stop this madness! I know you loved Robin more, and I was always in the shadows. But I’ve accepted that. Robin’s passing hurts me too, and lashing out won’t bring him back. Think about yourself; don’t add to his sorrow wherever he is.”
Betsey’s reaction was a chilling laugh that reverberated through the empty funeral hall, leaving a lingering sense of dread.
Betsey exploded at Lindsay, her voice seething with fury. “Don’t you dare say Robin’s name! A heartless beast like you has no right! How did I ever give birth to such a monster? I should have strangled you when you were born!”
Watching Betsey’s wild descent into madness, Matthew turned to Fernando with an icy tone. “Take her away. She’s completely lost it. If she’s this unstable, get her into Seamarsh’s top psychiatric facility.”
Fernando had his hands full trying to lead Betsey away as she alternated between cursing Lindsay and letting out chilling laughs and sobs.
Lindsay watched Betsey being led away, a slight smile curling her lips.
A dark satisfaction filled her as she remembered whispering the grim truth about Robin’s death to Betsey in a fleeting, unseen moment. 2
As she predicted, the shock was too much for Betsey, who unraveled on the spot.
Lindsay relished a surge of vengeful joy, recalling her lonely childhood cast aside by Betsey, growing up in the Clark family while Robin had it all.
In that moment, she felt a twisted sense of justice-those who had scorned her all her life were now paying the price. She was certain that soon, she’d be standing beside Matthew as his wife.
Once Betsey vanished from view, Lindsay swiftly regained her composure, feigning tears. “Matthew, I just don’t get it. Robin and I are both her children. Why does she always favor him? She even accuses me of his murder.”
Matthew stood beside her, his gaze sharp and questioning, silent in his response.
He was skeptical of Lindsay’s tale, piecing together recent events, suspecting she was concealing the truth.
Feeling the weight of his silence, Lindsay felt a flicker of worry.
She reached out, gently grasping Matthew’s hand, her voice tinged with caution. “Matthew, do you believe what my mother said?”
Matthew didn’t answer her question. Instead, he asked, “Were you injured just now? Are your legs okay?”
Lindsay shook her head, a fleeting hint of unease flickering in her eyes. She replied, “I can’t feel my legs, Matthew. Don’t you remember?”
As she spoke, she knocked on her own leg in frustration and added self -reproachfully, “It’s my legs that caused all this trouble! If not for them, Robin wouldn’t have come to Seamarsh, met Stella, or run into Katelyn. He wouldn’t have died. It’s all my fault.”
Matthew watched Lindsay’s dramatic outburst, his suspicions quietly deepening. Yet, his expression remained neutral as he said, “Ronan is already considering new treatment options. Don’t give up on yourself.”