Chapter 559 We Shall See


    Emilia’s words were like a sharp dagger, stabbing directly at Miranda’s heart.


    Mortified beyond belief, Miranda couldn’t control herself and pped Emilia right across her cheek.


    The moment her hand fell, Miranda regretted it.


    Emilia looked at her mother, her eyes widening in disbelief. “How dare you hit me? What right do you


    have to hit me?”


    Stricken, Miranda pleaded, “I’m sorry, Emilia. I didn’t mean to. I was just too angry, and I couldn’t


    control myself. Please, forgive me just this once.”


    She reached out her hand, hoping to examine Emilia’s cheek, but thetter pushed her away. in


    disgust.


    “Get away from me!” Emilia’s words cut deeper than her actions. “If you had listened to me back then


    and allowed me to rece Christina and marry Nathaniel, you wouldn’t have been abandoned by the


    old rascal Gideon and forced to work as a janitor just to get by.”


    Staring at Emilia, Miranda gritted her teeth. “Emilia, he’s your father.”


    “He doesn’t deserve to be my father. He ruined us. When will you wake up?” Emilia retorted, her grip


    tightening on Miranda’s shoulder as she spat in a vehement tone, “Look at Sharon, then look at


    yourself. Are you content with being suppressed by that wretched Christina all your life? Today, she


    attended a grand banquet, looking all glorious. She caused me harm, and


    yet she made me lose my job and even ruined my reputation. I can never work as a model again!”


    Ovee with emotion, Emilia burst into tears. “I want Christina dead. I want her dead!”


    Her roar echoed through the house, causing Miranda to mp a hand over Emilia’s mouth in fear.


    “Calm down, Emilia. The walls here are thin. You need to be quiet.”


    Pushing her away, Emilia broke into derangedughter. “My future is ruined. What else do I have to


    lose? Even if I was in front of Christina herself, I’d say the same.”


    “Emilia, you’re drunk. I’ll help you back to your room to rest. You’ll think clearer after a good night’s


    sleep,” Miranda pleaded.


    “I didn’t drink. In fact, I’m very clear-headed, and I know exactly what I’m doing.” Emilia dered,


    picking up her purse from the floor and humming a tune as she retreated to her room.


    Miranda copsed to the floor, unable toprehend how her daughter had changed so drastically in


    such a short span of time.


    Earlier in the afternoon when Emilia had left for work, she had seemed normal.


    The sleepless night dragged on, and by morning. Emilia’s elbow wound had worsened.


    She ignored the doctor’s orders the previous evening and bathed, exposing her wound to hot water for


    over half an hour. By then, she was feverish and dizzy.


    Unable to bear it any longer, Emilia hurriedly got ready and headed to the hospital alone.


    Miranda had already left for work early, so Emilia had no one else to turn to.


    Sitting on a bench in the hospital’s corridor, Emilia took a picture of her wound and edited it before


    sending it to Christina with a message that read: You injured me yesterday, and the wound has be


    serious. You need topensate me for my medical expenses. I’m at the hospital waiting for you. We


    shall see what happens if you don’t show up.


    Startled awake by the pinging notification on her phone, Christina fumbled about to bring the device


    into her sight. A jarring image of a mangled and bloody wound met her bleary. gaze, snapping her


    awake instantly.


    Suppressing a knot of unease welling up in her stomach, Christina replied: What’s the total medical


    expense? I’ll wire it to you.


    Emilia let out a scoff and replied: The doctor said the infection was serious and could lead to


    amputation. They’ve insisted I be admitted immediately. Since you’re responsible for causing this,


    shouldn’t youe to take care of me?


    Christina furrowed her brows in displeasure as she texted: Out of a sense of duty, I’ll cover all your


    medical expenses, but I’m under no obligation to tend to you personally. I could arrange for a nurse


    instead.


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    Emilia red at her phone as if intending to bore a hole through it with her gaze alone.


    Christina remained utterly unresponsive to her bait!


    Pulling at her hair in frustration, Emilia caught a familiar figure shing by at the end of the hallway out


    of the corner of her eye. She quickly rose to her feet and followed. Emilia then spotted Sharon queuing


    at the payment counter.


    An opportunity had presented itself right when Emilia needed it the most. She smirked triumphantly and


    decided to seize the opportunity. With her mind made up, she took a photo of Sharon’s back with her


    phone and promptly forwarded it to Christina with a caption that read: You can be cruel to an outsider


    like me, but can you truly disregard your foster mother who raised you? Christina, my health and spirit


    are deteriorating. Under duress, I might act impulsively.


    She doubted that Christina would still act indifferently after this


    As expected, Christina’s reaction was intense as the replied Emilia, if you hold any resentment, direct it


    at me. Don’t resolve the innocent. I’lle over new. Do not act rectly.


    Emile stopped replying to Christina’s messages Concerned, thetter dialed Sharon’s number several


    times but to no avail


    Christina hurriedly changed her clothes and dashed out the door, oblivious to the butler calling out to


    her


    After Sharon collected her medicine from the pharmacy, she walked toward the hongeal exa alone with


    Kilis tailing her from a distance


    To Sharon’s utmost dismay, she encountered the least person she wanted to see at the hongatal


    entrance, Gideon


    Emilie quickly hid behind a paller, watching as Sharon and Gadeon bumped into each other. Their


    mutual surprise suggested neither had an ipated meeting the other at the bogata


    “Why are you here at the hospital Gideon noticed the bag of medicine in Sharon’s hommee “Are you


    ill? Why didn’t Christina apany your


    Sharon stared nkly at the unfamiliar figure of Caderen, wondering why he had changed in


    drastically.


    The man looked a decade older than before, his features bearing traces of sickness the confident and


    arrogant gaze he once held was repeated with an air of timidity


    Memories flooded back, and a wave of resentment toward Gideon surged within Shuron of course, she


    wouldn’t do anything to the man who had once sought her death, but the desired no further interaction


    with him.


    She ignored Gideon as if he were a ghost and walked straight past bien.


    Gideon nervously rubbed the hem of his shurt before he mustered the courage to grasp Sharoni’s wrist.


    As quickly as he had probbed here, he released her and stammered. “I-I won’t harm you. 1 b-bear no ill


    will. I just wish to speak with you for a bar”


    Sharon reflexively stepped back, casting an inexplicable gaze at hun “Gideon we’re not even strangers


    to each other now. I have a new life ease respect that and stop diaturbeng me


    Gideon paled, and he shifted ufortably He was well aware that has alts were beyond forgiveness,


    and the person to whom he had let down mone was Shuron


    He desired to make amends, but he had already lost the right and the ability to do so.


    “Emilia and Miranda won’t trouble you and Christina anymore. They’re penniless and without any


    influence, and I won’t let them have the chance to turn their lives around,” he assured Sharon.