Chapter 59

Layla's POV

What does she mean by he killed his own mother? I wondered as I eavesdropped on their conversation. I glued my ears to the door as I heard Alex's grandmother sob.

I tiptoed after Alex earlier, he was in a hurry that he didn't notice someone silently following him.

“What!” Alex hundred. He must have been taken aback by such revelation.

“What do you mean, I killed my mother?” He asked, his voice shaking.

Alex's grandmother blew her nose, “you were still a young boy at that time. It must have been out of anger. Since your father just died, we thought you might be grieving.” She paused for a while and I couldn't hold myself, I became impatient. Go on! I thought.

“Your mother never cared for you when you were a child. She never loved your father, it was an arranged marriage by your grandfather, but the both of them never loved each other. It was always from one quarrel to another. You practically grew up with me. I had to look after you. Your father loved you dearly. There's no