Chapter 391
Nelson was very angry with his sister, though. "Mom, she looks like she needs a spanking. Don''t you
see that?" he said. "Mom, let me send you home. Why fawn all over her? She doesn''t need us to care
about her, nor does she treat us as her family. She has a servant to take good care of her while she''s
still thinking about Jackson, that f*cking *sshole."
Sally let out a sigh. "She''s a living and breathing person born from my flesh, after all. I already feel
sorry for her that I didn''t do my duty to bring her up. Now that something has happened to her, I''ll feel
guilty for the rest of my life if I abandon her instead of taking care of her." Kelly''s attitude hurt her more
than it did Nelson; it was like a knife stabbing through her heart. "Nell, go out for a walk and cool down
while I go inside tofort her," she said before turning around and going back into the ward.
In reality, Kelly knew how much it hurt for her to say something like that, but she simply couldn''t restrain
herself. She couldn''t help getting angry when she saw how her birth parents and brothers were unable
to help her. She felt that God was too unfair to her. Why did Kendall and I have to be swapped at birth?
Not only that, but the truth of it was revealed. Kendall ends up rising to the top, filling countless people
with envy.
Seeing Sallye back, she pursed her lips in silence for a long time. When the former handed her
the breakfast she had bought for her, she took it and thanked her politely, adding, "I didn''t mean to say
that. My mind was confused just now."
"It''s okay. Your brother has a fiery temper, but his anger subsides as quickly as it arises."
Just then, L said, "Miss Kelly, sir and madam are on their way here. They''ve brought you breakfast
and tonic soup."
The breakfast Kelly was holding in her hands became a hot potato for her. On the one hand, she might
not have the appetite for it, but on the other hand, she''d hurt Sally if she didn''t eat it. She was still
hoping to persuade Sally to ask Kendall for help.
Sally considerately said to Kelly with a smile, "Eat a little first—it''ll take the edge off your hunger and
make your stomach feel better. You can eat the breakfast brought by your parents when they arrive."
"What did you buy for breakfast?" Kelly asked.
"Savory oatmeal."
"Oh." Kelly opened the food container. Then, seeing the sliced green onions in the oatmeal, she
immediately put the oatmeal on the bedside table, saying, "I don''t eat green onions."
Sally was startled for a moment. Then, she replied, "Let me help you pick out the green onions." As she
spoke, she picked up the oatmeal and carefully picked out those sliced green onions.
"You eat it. I don''t like anything that tastes like green onion," Kelly replied, finding a justifiable excuse
for herself to reject the breakfast bought by her own mother.
Sally was disappointed inwardly, but her face gave nothing away.
Ring… Just then, Sally''s cell phone rang; she took it out and looked at the caller ID. Then, she said
under Kelly''s stare, "It''s Kendall." Mrs. Parker must''ve told Kendall that I''m here.
Just as she wanted to answer the phone, Kelly put her hand on hers. "Ms. Morrison, leave us for a
moment."
After L left the room, Kelly demanded in a low voice, "Tell Kendall to ask Master Dn to step in and
help me settle this. There''s no need to erase anyone''s memories. It''s fine as long as the stalking
paparazzi disappear and nobody dares to gossip about me. Master Dn indulges Kendall in
everything, so he''ll surely help me as long as she asks him to. You''re my birth mother. If you refuse to
help me when I need it the most, I''ll never acknowledge you as my mother, because you''d rather watch
your own daughter die than lend me a helping hand."
"Kelly…" Sally was distressed as she found herself caught in a dilemma. She wanted to help her own
daughter, whose reputation was now in crisis and whom she felt sorry for. On the other hand, she had
brought Kendall up as her own daughter and loved her dearly for more than 20 years. Inwardly, she
knew full well that Kelly and Kendall would fight to the bitter end over the right to inherit the Parker
Corporation sooner orter. Therefore, she found it really hard to ask Kendall for help.
Just as she was hesitating, Kendall ended the phone call on her own, seeing that her mother hadn''t
answered the phone for a long time.
Sally breathed a sigh of relief.
ring daggers at Sally, Kellyy down on her sickbed again. Then, she turned over with her back to
Sally.
"Kelly."
"Get out. I want to rest."
"Kelly—"
"Get out!"
Sally stood up and hurriedly replied, "Okay, okay, I''m leaving. Calm down and don''t be angry, okay?
Take care of yourself lest you feel unwell again."
However, Kelly replied frostily, "I don''t need you to be such a hypocrite. Go care about that daughter of
yours instead. I don''t need you to care whether I''m dead or alive. Don''te in anymore; just go back
to where you came from."
Sally''s eyes reddened. Even if she hadn''t raised Kelly for a day, thetter was the daughter she carried
to term and gave birth to. And yet, her own daughter was treating her like this. Despite the heart-
rending pain, she stepped out of the ward in silence.
As soon as she stepped out of the ward, Kendall called again.
Sally walked to the end of the corridor until she was away from others. Only then did she answer the
phone with her back to other people.
"Hey, Mom." Kendall spoke to Sally over the phone while cleaning the thermos food jar, preparing to fill
it with tonic soup and bring it to the hospital to provide Sally with nourishment. Sally had just recovered,
so the task of looking after Kelly would be too much for her. Moreover, Kendall dared not expect Kelly
to be considerate toward Sally. "Mom, have you eaten breakfast? I just made some tonic soup, so I''ll
bring some for youter. You have to finish it."
At first, Sally wanted to decline the offer, but she ultimately bit back those words after recalling Kelly''s
request. Since I can''t bring myself to ask Kendall for help, I''ll let Kelly do that instead. That way, I don''t
have to find myself torn between them as their mother.
She wouldn''t me Kendall no matter whether thetter would help Kelly or not. She didn''t approve of
Kelly''s actions and thought that Kelly had only herself to me. It was just that she couldn''t bring
herself to say that to her own daughter.
The mother and daughter chatted for a while before Kendall ended the phone call.
She divided the tonic soup into four servings. One serving was for Sally, two other servings were for
Tilly and Emily respectively, whereas thest serving was for Mary, who was staying at the Coleman
Residence as a guest. She had told Dn that she''d work hard for his family to ept her, so she had
to put her words into action. After all, humans were born with feelings andpassion. As long as she
showed her sincerity, she believed that Dn''s family would sincerely ept her one day.
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She put the three bowls of tonic soup on the serving tray. Then, she walked out of the kitchen while
holding the tray with both hands.
When Amos saw here out, he asked with a smile, "Young Mistress Kendall, do you want me to go
there with you?" Dn was away, so he worried that Emily would give Kendall a hard time if thetter
went to the main house alone.
"No, it''s not necessary," Kendall replied with a smile. "It''s not like I''m going to some dangerous spot.
Oh, just keep this a secret for me. Don''t let Master Dn know that I''ve made tonic soup without
leaving some for him."
Amos smiled. "Alright." Dn was an overbearing and overly jealous lover. Even if it was just a ss of
drinking water, he''d have Kendall pour it for him first. Whenever Kendall made tonic soup in the past,
he''d want to be the first to have it instead of falling behind others.
Kendall replied, "I''m going there now. Help me get the car ready. Alice and I are going out in a minute."
She couldn''t disappoint her husband, who had given her a ck card and ordered her to ''raid'' the
Wealthy Luck Street. And besides, she also wanted to dress beautifully in front of Dn on weekends
in the future. After all, women would always doll themselves up for the men they loved.