Chapter 23


    Chapter 23 Hill, Don’t Go


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    After running home in the rain, Jennifer took off her dress, removed the diamond ne from her neck,


    and threw it into a box.


    Tomorrow she would send them back to Brian, his things were so disgusting, she would never want


    them.


    After closing the box, she went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet in the bathtub, andy down.


    She took the sponge, desperately scrubbing her face and back, her skin was red from the rubbing, she


    looked at the mirror, and saw herself.


    After removing her make-up, her skin was sickly pale, it was like life was drained from her, and there was


    no light in her eyes.


    She could not see the light or feel the warmth.


    She felt like a dirty ant, everyone could step on her.


    But she was also someone with dignity.


    “Dignity.”


    Jennifer chewed on those two words andughed at herself. From the moment she sold her body to


    Shaun, she had lost her dignity.


    She dried her hair andy down on the bed, exhausted, and fell asleep


    again.


    After getting caught in the rain, her situation was getting worse, and Jennifer was sleeping until the next


    afternoon.


    Carley worked the night shift, sleeping through the morning and afternoon, getting up to make dinner,


    and Jennifer wasn’t even awake.


    She had to knock on Jennifer’s door and called out to Jennifer twice, but there was no response and she


    realized something was wrong.


    Carley quickly pushed open the door and went in. When she saw her on the bed blushing, she quickly


    reached out and touched her forehead.


    It was hot…


    She quickly pulled back her cover and helped Jennifer up, “Jennifer, you have a high fever, get up now,


    I’ll take you to the hospital.”


    Jennifer, whose consciousness was blurring, upon hearing the word “Hospital” resisted subconsciously, “I


    don’t want to go to the hospital…”


    “You’re burning up. How can you not go to the hospital?”


    Carley didn’t take no for an answer, so she picked her up and drove her to the hospital.


    After going to the emergency room, Jennifer was having an infusion, she was also on the venttor.


    Jennifer had a congenital heart defect, and Carley knew it.


    With this cold and fever, it was easy tock oxygen.


    She worried that Jennifer wouldn’t make it, so she asked the doctor to put her on a venttor.


    Late into the night, Jennifer’s high fever slowly subsided.


    Relieved, Carley picked up her cell phone and asked for two days off, leaning against her hospital bed,


    and watching Jennifer.


    They were about a year old when they were put into the orphanage, they were the closet except for the


    dean.


    Carley raised her hand and touched Jennifer’s pale face, sighing in pain.


    Jennifer was unlucky, she had two men in her life, but both were bad.


    For them, she wasted her youth, in the end, but all that was left for her was pain.


    She had a high fever, and she was so fast asleep that she seemed to be in a trance as if she had seen a


    teenager holding out a pair of bloody hands to


    her.


    He opened his mouth in pain as if he had said something. Jennifer was too far away to hear.


    She shifted her feet and walked toward him. “What did you say?”


    The boy suddenly stopped, a pair of clean and clear eyes, staring at her.


    The night sky suddenly began to rain, and the boy’s face covered with blood was washed clean.


    Jennifer could see his face. She rushed forward and shouted, “Hill!”


    The scene suddenly turned, the boy disappeared, and she saw herself kneeling at the door of the club.


    A man with a ck umbre walked up to her and asked her from above, “Are you clean?”


    She nodded, her face flushed, and put her hand gently into his palm.


    When he took her hand, she saw that the hand holding her had suddenly turned into a pair of bloody


    hands.


    The man in front of her has be a ferocious young man, his eyes were bloodshot, he was strangling


    her, and he shouted at her with hysteria.


    “Jennifer! Why did you sell yourself to him? Why did you betray me? Why did you do this?!”


    Jennifer was shaking her head. No, no, no…


    She shouted and exined, but the boy still pushed her away fiercely and turned away.


    Jennifer ran up to him, grabbed his clothes, and cried, “Hill, don’t go!”