Late at night, Bethany stood at the door with a meal box in her hand,


    knocking gently. “You haven’t eaten anything all day. You won’t be


    able to hold out like that. I’ve brought you some food. They’re all your


    favorites. Open up, Mom.”


    But there was no response from inside the room.


    Bethany began to feel anxious. She turned the doorknob and found


    the door unlocked.


    Fury surged within her.


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    With news circting about Gregory’s possible divorce from Shannon


    and her declining influence, they started to show disrespect.


    The servants imed that the door was locked when they tried to


    deliver food. However, that was not true. The servants made a half


    hearted attempt at sending food.


    Bethany cautiously entered the room. The room was inplete


    darkness, sending shivers down her spine.


    Suddenly, moaning sounds echoed from the bedroom.


    Bethany’s heart raced as she hurried to the door.


    As she pushed the door open, the tter of the meal box slipping


    from her grasp echoed in the room, almost startling her into a


    scream.


    There, she saw her mother, Shannon, in agony. Her disheveled


    appearance and deathly pale face resembled a ghastly specter in the


    darkness.


    “It hurts. It hurts so bad… I-can’t bear it any longer!” Shannon cried


    out, trembling uncontrobly.


    With her heart pounding in her chest, Bethany pressed herself against the door, her fear palpable


    as she addressed her mother. “Mom, w- what’s going on?!”


    Although Shannon was her mother, Bethany was terrified, as if she


    had encountered a ghost.


    “B-Bethany, I’m dying… I’m dying!”


    Shannon tumbled off the bed with a ng, crawling to Bethany’s feet


    like a dog, clutching her skirt desperately. “Nobody else can help me now… Only you can do it…


    You’re the only one who can help


    “H-How can I help you?!” Bethany asked, trembling.


    “Go find Dr. Fairchild right away and get the medicine from hi


    inject it myself!”


    At the mention of the medicine, a glimmer of hope shed in


    Shannon’s dim eyes. Her bloodshot eyes widened. “As long as I have that medicine… Everything


    will be fine. Without it, I might as well be


    dead!”


    “Mom! How are you any different from a drug addict now?! You can’t inject more of that stuff. That


    Dr. Fairchild is only causing you harm!” Bethany was both anxious and angry, on the verge of tears.


    Even if she were dumb, she still knew what her mother meant by


    medicine”.


    ”


    If Shannon’s current state were to be known by others, it would be a


    “Just go! You’re going whether you like it or not!”


    Shannon descended into a frenzied madness, tearing Bethany’s dress


    in the process. “If I go down, you’re going down with me! Do you think Gregory’s going to protect


    you? Do you think he’s going to keep spoiling you? If he despises me so much, he’s going to hate


    you too! Your sister now has Ryan to protect her, but what about you? You


    only have me by your side!”


    Bethany’s face turned pale with astonishment, as if a sudden


    realization had struck her.


    Left with no other option, Bethany waspelled to follow the address provided by Shannon and


    stealthily drive out of Tideview


    Manor amidst the deep night.


    She sped down the road, both in a rush to save time and to release the pent-up frustration in her


    heart.


    Recalling Shannon’s remark about her sister having Ryan by her side while she had nothing, she


    seethed with intense hatred, angrily ring the horn to vent her frustration!


    Why did that idiot have such good luck? Why?!