Chapter 305


    At that moment, Maisy’s phone rang again.


    “Maisy, where are you?” Kenny’s voice was urgent.


    Maisy pushed aside her troubled feelings and replied softly, “Kenny, I’m out shopping. Is something


    wrong?”


    “Mom wasn’t feeling well today and went to the hospital. She got into a car ident


    right after leaving! Come quickly,” Kenny eximed hurriedly.


    Maisy’s face went pale. “A car ident? I… I’m on my way right now!”


    After the Sullivan family gathering wrapped up, Skr returned to Gxy Vi.


    The sprawling vi felt strangely empty with no one else around. Skr wondered


    how long it would be until Joe got back.


    She grabbed a yogurt from the fridge and finished it just as another message from


    Joe came.


    “Would you want to visit Korel City?” Joe asked.


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    It suddenly dawned on Skr that Korel City was a tourist hotspot she had] never


    visited. She had never traveled before, let alone to Korel City, which was just a few


    hours away by ne from Jipsburg.


    Many of her friends had shared breathtaking photos of its scenic beauty on social media, and Skr


    couldn’t help but be captivated each time she saw those pictures.


    The allure of thosendscapes was intoxicating, like a cleansing balm for her soul.


    Skr was truly tempted by Joe’s invitation.


    Also, Alexander had mentioned that she could take a well–deserved break once.


    Skr finished Frank’s painting.


    “Will my visit disturb your work?” Skr asked.


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    Joe promptly replied, “No, this trip to Korel City Isn’t work–rted. It’s personal. I’ll have Paul book


    your ticket. Today’s flights are full, but I’ll arrange one for tomorrow morning.”


    “Great, thank you.”


    With her travel ns settled, Skr informed Alexander before heading upstairs to pack her


    luggage. After checking Korel City’s weather, she decided to pack a few dresses.


    While humming a tune, Skr folded her clothes. She even made sure she included a mosquito


    repellent.


    As she packed, her phone kept ringing. She had identally silenced it earlier and


    now noticed over a dozen missed calls from unknown numbers.


    Worried it might be colleagues from work, Skr immediately returned the calls.


    “What were you doing? Why didn’t you pick up my calls? Come to the hospital now! Your mom got


    into a car ident just now.


    “She’s in critical condition, and she’s still undergoing surgery. Regardless of what happened before,


    you’re still our biological daughter. You need toe right away!” Jeffrey’s voice was urgent and


    frustrated.


    A car ident?


    Skr’s mind raced. Memories of her previous life’s ident shed before her–the truck


    approaching, Sadie in danger, and her instinct to protect Sadie.


    In that instant, she had pushed Sadie out of the truck’s path, resulting in her own.


    paralysis.


    The days of helplessness and mistreatment in the hospital yed in Skr’s mind like scenes from


    a tragic movie.