Chapter 1046 Confrontation
Chapter 1046 Confrontation
In the ward, Carol pped Besse hard across the face. It was a heavy blow, and Besse just stared at
her, who had an expression of fury.
"I heard that Doyle almost died for you!" Carol emphasized each word as she spoke. She was entirely
different form who she was when Susan was still in the ward moments ago.
"Do you know all about what happened?"
"It doesn''t matter," Carol didn''t need any exnation. "All I know is that Doyle is now seriously injured
in intensive care because of you, Besse. Over these years, I''ve been good to you, when your parents
passed away, it was me who took you in and even taught you design skills. I acknowledged your
rtionship with Doyle so that you could live the life you have now, surely you should be grateful."
"So your idea of gratitude is for me to put myself between Doyle and danger no matter what?!"
"I can''t expect such selflessness from you. But there''s one thing I absolutely cannot tolerate, Doyle,
getting hurt because of something rted to you! Do you understand how much he loves design?!"
Besse didn''t quite understand what Carol meant by this statement. All she cared about was whether or
not Doyle was still alive. As far as she was concerned, nothing else mattered.
Carol noticed Besse''s confusion and said calmly, "So... you don''t know yet?"
"What should I know?"
"Doyle''s right hand has been rendered useless." Each word came out slowly from Carol''s mouth.
Besse felt a sudden pang in her chest upon hearing this news.
She knew well about Doyle''s passion for design.
"The doctor said keeping his right hand intact without amputation is already pushing limits. Even if his
hand is treated, they can''t guarantee his right hand will get back to normal, let alone holding a pen to
design again." As she said, anger boiled up inside Carol again.
Doyle''s love for design mostly came from being influenced by Carol''s artistic genes, which was
something to be proud of by her.
Carol couldn''t ept such a result. Nor could Besse.
Besse wondered whether Doyle knew about his situation but she held back her question.
"Besse," Carol looked at her coldly, "I''m so disappointed in you!"
She finished speaking and turned to leave. At this moment, she only came to vent her emotions.
"Your Highness," Besse called out to her.
Carol looked at her coldly.
"Doyle''s situation has nothing to do with me." Besse made it clear.
Some grievances could be endured, but she wouldn''t take the me for those things that she had
never done.
"If it weren''t for you, Doyle wouldn''t have returned to Northfield and wouldn''t have been retaliated
against by Skye. Skye wouldn''t dare act so recklessly in Jolencami."
"But the ident wasn''t caused by me!" Besse spoke bluntly. "If Doyle hadn''t pushed Skye''s girlfriend
too far back then, he wouldn''t have been retaliated against by him like this!"
"Then who is responsible?!" Carol was angry as hell. "Isn''t it because of you?! Isn''t it because of your
situation at that time that led Doyle to push people that far?"
"It''s not because of me!" Besse said coldly and firmly.
Carol''s eyes narrowed slightly as if she realized something at that moment.
"The p I just received wasn''t due to my guilt towards Doyle or your nurturing over these years or
your usation of sacrificing myself for your son from a moral high ground. It was just because..."
Besse spoke calmly and coldly, "You saved my life."
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Carol didn''t expect everything woulde out like this.
Besse knew everything.
Carol began losing confidence in herself. Her contribution towards Besse, in front of her, wasn''t as
much as what had been said earlier. Neither was it great enough. She shouldn''t stand on the pedestal
of greatness where one could demand anything.
She even felt somewhat humiliated by herself.
"Take care." Said Besse.
There were many things on Besse''s mind, which made her unable to speak more than necessary right
now. There were also many contradictions left unresolved within herself that made her unsure about
what exactly should be done next.
The door opened. Susan still stood tall outside the door with an air of arrogance.
As she saw Carol''s indifferent expression, she knew they didn''t get along well.
So, when Carol appeared in front of her as a queen, her noble and elegant demeanour was just for
show. It had always been that way-the rtionship between a mother-inw and daughter-inw could
beplicated. She and Justine argued every other day.
Susan quickly walked into the ward and saw that Besse''s face was red with arge mark on it. "Did she
hit you?" Susan was furious.
"It''s okay, she won''t hit me again."
"There''s always a second time." Susan said seriously, "If youpromise this time, she''ll take
advantage of you even more in the future. You have to keep resisting her and show more strength than
her to have any status in your own home. Don''t blindly obey her wishes! I''m telling you, dealing with
your mother-inw is an art form, if you don''t learn it well enough, you''ll suffer."
Besse couldn''t help butugh lightly at her words.
"Have you learned it well, With Justine?" asked Besse.
"Of course," Susan replied confidently. "Even though Justine is still mean to me now, I''m not weak
either. I won''t easily give in when we argue... wait a minute." Suddenly realizing something important,
she looked at Besse incredulously, "How did you know my mother-inw is Justine?"
Did she mention her to Besse before?
Besse looked at Susan, who was surprised.
"Doesn''t everyone know? Manuel''s mother is Justine Wells. Therefore your mother-inw must be
Justine too."
Susan felt like something wasn''t quite right but didn''t know what exactly was wrong.
"Susan, I want to rest for a while."
Besse just wanted to avoid the conversation altogether.
"Oh, okay, then I''ll go to find Manuel."