Chapter 88


    Mrs. Jones continued to sob uncontrobly, unable to stop her tears.


    Darren tried his best tofort her. “She’ll be alright, don’t worry. Tyler has brought in the best


    doctors.” Despite his words of reassurance, his own voice trembled, sounding more like he was


    comforting himself.


    Mrs. Jones, still crying, turned her gaze toward Olivia, her eyes filled with confusion and fear. She


    hesitated before asking, “Did youe into contact with cats or dogs?”


    Olivia’s hands trembled, and she was slow to respond to the question.


    Mrs. Jones asked again, “Did you touch cats or dogs?”


    Finally, after a long pause, Olivia managed to stammer, “I… rescued a k…”


    Before she could finish, Mrs. Jones grabbed her arms forcefully, her grip tight. and unyielding.


    Darren was rmed by his wife’s actions, and he quickly intervened. “What are you doing?! Why are


    you grabbing Olivia?”


    Ignoring her husband, Mrs. Jones‘ face contorted with anger and me. She shouted at Olivia, “You


    know what? I shouldn’t have brought you home all those years ago. I did it out of pity, because you


    were young and motherless. But the fortune teller warned me that we can only have one daughter! Just


    as I suspected, you’ve brought bad luck to Naomi! You want her dead, don’t you?!”


    Mrs. Jones unleashed all the pent–up resentment she had harbored for years. She let her emotions


    pour out in an uncontroble torrent of anger.


    Olivia stood there in silence, her face pale, absorbing the usations hurled at her.


    Mrs. Jones continued, her voiceced with bitterness, “You’ve been trying for so long, but you’re still


    not pregnant. You don’t want Naomi to recover, do you?!” She shook Olivia forcefully, demanding


    answers. “Tell me! Tell me now!


    Olivia felt her body weakening under the weight of Mrs. Jones’s anger. Darren tried to intervene, urging


    his wife to stop. “Julia!”


    However, Julia ignored her husband’s pleas and persisted in using Olivia. “I won’t forgive you if


    anything happens to Naomi!”


    Olivia didn’t cry, nor did she move. She allowed Julia to vent her anger and frustration on her, bearing


    the verbal assault in silence.


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    Nearly an hour passed before the emergency room doors finally opened. Julia rushed over to the


    doctor. “Doctor! How is my daughter?”


    Wearing a somber expression, the doctor delivered the news. “She’s stable for now, but she’s in a


    coma.”


    Olivia was stunned to hear that.


    Julia turned her using gaze toward her once more, adding more fuel to the fire. “You did this on


    purpose, didn’t you? You want to take her ce!”


    Olivia, her eyes wide with disbelief, shuddered at the usation. She found it hard to believe that Julia


    could say such hurtful things.


    She took a step back, shaking her head as she tried to exin, “I washed my hands and changed my


    clothes beforeing here. I had no idea this would happen, Aunt. I really…” She wanted to exin,


    but how could Julia believe her?


    Julia approached her,ing to a halt in front of her, her gaze locking onto hers.


    Just as Olivia was about to exin further, Julia abruptly raised her hand and delivered a resounding


    p across Olivia’s face. The loud sound echoed through the corridor.


    The sound echoed through the corridor, and Olivia’s cheek bore the unmistakable mark of the p.


    Outside the emergency room, Tyler witnessed the entire scene, his expression hidden from view.