Timothy paused, not responding to my words, and instead said, "I asked Nanny Lowell to prepare so nourishing food for you, it will be brought over soon. From now on, when you co ho, you can eat whatever you like."
He ant that I no longer had to eat the sa vegetarian als as him.
Ha, should I laugh or cry?
I almost lost my life to earn the privileges that Serena and Doris can so easily enjoy.
At that mont, Serena walked in.
Upon seeing that I was awake, a trace of disappointnt flashed through her beautiful eyes.
Then she excitedly said, "Miss Ellison, you’re awake! That’s wonderful. If anything had happened to you, I would never have been at peace in my life."
Timothy imdiately asked her, "How is Doris?"
Serena said, "Thanks to Miss Ellison, Doris is doing much better than she was yesterday. It’s just that..."
"Just say it."
Timothy frowned. When it ca to his daughter’s issues, he never had much patience.
Serena appeared to be in a difficult position, saying, "The doctor said the blood from the blood bank was used up on Doris yesterday, and she still needs blood for a few more days. But with Miss Ellison like this..."
She glanced at and then at Timothy.
Her intent was clear.
Timothy also looked at .
I turned my face away, facing the other direction.
I didn’t want to see that face even a little bit.
Timothy did not imdiately ask to continue giving blood to his daughter, instead he stood up and said, "I’ll ask the doctor if there’s a better way."
"Then I’ll stay to take care of Miss Ellison."
Serena said gently, "She beca like this from donating blood to Doris, so I should care for her."
"Okay, I’ll be back later."
Timothy agreed readily, at that mont completely uninterested in the nature of my relationship with Serena, or whether she was genuinely caring for .
All his attention was focused on Doris.
So, he let Serena stay and was already walking out.
Until Timothy’s footsteps gradually faded, I heard the sound of the door being locked.
Serena’s actions clearly indicated she wanted to speak to behind closed doors.
I discreetly reached under my pillow with my hand, but for so reason, I couldn’t find my phone.
My phone had always been under my pillow.
At that mont, Serena took my phone from her bag and said, "Miss Ellison, were you looking for this? Sorry, Timothy said that to prevent you from calling your annoying best friend, your phone will be temporarily kept by ."
She was a different person from the gentle image she showed in front of Timothy earlier.
Now Serena, with a triumphant smile, shook the phone in front of as if waving a victory flag.
I scoffed secretly; Timothy really was always one step ahead of .
Compared to him, I’m still too inexperienced!
"Aren’t you afraid Timothy will co back any mont?"
I watched Serena walking toward step by step, not knowing what she intended to do. I could only use Timothy’s na to make her restrain herself.
"Zoe, Timothy won’t be coming back now."
Serena crossed her arms, inspecting as I lay half-dead on the bed, and said, "The pediatrics departnt is far from here. Do you believe, as long as Doris doesn’t let him co back, even if you die and beco a stinky corpse, he won’t co back to look at you!"
Watching her twisted face, I suddenly gave a mocking laugh.
Serena’s eyes turned cold, and she suddenly grabbed my neck, asking furiously, "What are you laughing at?"
With my neck being choked, I struggled to breathe as I said with difficulty, "I thought you were so capable! Turns out you need a child to keep Timothy!"
By the end, I was already struggling to breathe; Serena seed to have lost her mind, trying to strangle .
She later realized it herself, afraid Timothy would find out, and quickly released .
Serena’s venomous gaze felt like a snake flicking its tongue at , then she spitefully pulled out the intravenous needle from the back of my hand and stabbed .
The pain left without the strength to scream, I struggled to press the call button for doctors and nurses to co in.
But Serena had already unplugged the call button.
She stabbed for a long ti, as if finally deflating, and said with a fake smile, "Aren’t you so capable? You think writing a lousy article can pull off my pedestal? Maybe you don’t know yet? Timothy has already bought my agency; no matter what happens to , he’ll always cover for . I won’t be affected at all!"
She thought this would provoke , but in reality, Timothy’s boundless indulgence and affection for her were no longer surprising to .
Seeing no reaction from , Serena’s smile abruptly faded, and she threatened, "I advise you to willingly leave Timothy. Otherwise, I will make sure you die without knowing how it happened! Believe it or not, with one word from , Timothy can drain all your blood!"
I let out a weak laugh, saying in a barely audible voice, "So you’re trying to get to divorce Timothy, huh? Why? Isn’t this sothing you should discuss with Timothy yourself? Doesn’t he listen to you the most?"
Looking at Serena’s hideous face, I continued, "You’ve had a child with him for three years, why hasn’t he given you a status yet? Could it be that he can’t bear to divorce , so you’re trying to force to leave him voluntarily?"
"Dream on!"
Serena, flustered and exasperated, said, "Timothy has long been sick of you. If I were you, I wouldn’t shalessly cling to the title of Mrs. Xavier! Aunt Xavier said, a shaless woman like you should have died along with the stillbirth you gave birth to back then!"
The thought of ’divorce’ swelled within at this mont, unwaveringly.
My mind was consud with ’divorce,’ ’evidence,’ ’fighting for my best interests.’
Now, with Serena right in front of , isn’t this the best opportunity to gather evidence?
Just as she thought I was too weak to fight back, I suddenly grabbed her hair and pulled it toward with all my strength.
"Ah!"
Serena let out a scream.
I tugged at her hair rcilessly, wishing I could pull her scalp off along with it.
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