Novel Square
chapter 1958
chapter 1958
Chapter 1958
The colossal cruise started to drift away from the pier.
Eric stood on the cruise and let the wind blow at him, loneliness and hatred still oozing from his being.
He stared at the blue ocean ahead of him as Charmine's words rang in his mind unceasingly.
Will you really feel good after you've killed them?'
'You saw Susan suffering from a serious wound; would you still kill the one sibling you have left in the world?'
"Forgive them and yourself.'
Deliberating everything carefully, his lips curled into a bitter smile.
It was true, after all, that Charmine understood him the most.
Eric poured himself another drink and downed it with loneliness as he allowed the cruise to bring him wherever it would take him.
Susan was still inside the operating room when Charmine and the rest of the Baileys rushed into the hospital. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.
Darryl stood before the room, his expression blank, his figure lonely and helpless.
So many things had happened in half a day.
He found out about his wife's infidelity and that she had given birth to another child over 20 years ago, yet at this very hour, her life was in danger.
Even though he hated her, it was undeniable that she had kept him company for a few decades, and she bore him a son that he was very proud of, too.
The family waited around half an hour outside the room before the door finally opened slowly.
Nial, still wearing his blue medical scrubs, walked out from the inside and pulled down his mask.
His usually carefree face was gone, replaced with a solemn expression.
He looked at the crowd and said in a serious tone, "Susan’s head was stabbed by a nail. Due to extreme blood loss, she’s now paralyzed and will never wake up again...” 7
A heavy feeling loomed over him.
Although Susan had done many wrong things, she was still his aunt. He would no longer see her in her luxurious clothes, and she would no longer pester him to meet a girlfriend. 4
Everyone felt conflicted at this news, too.
She was doing just fine before this...
The nurses wheeled Susan out of the room, her usually elegant face pale and her head heavily bandaged.
She laid in bed, unmoving, but her breaths, though unstable, were proof that she was still alive.
Seeing her in this state, Darryl bitterly remarked, "Good. She's done many wrong things, after all. This is what she gets!" s
His expression, however, contradicted his words. His gaze was filled with sadness, and gone was the steely gaze he usually had, now red-rimmed.
The nurses sent her to a more well-equipped, special ward, and the Baileys and Charmine followed suit.
Grandma Bailey stood by the bed looking at Susan, and she sighed.
Although she did not like Susan, this outcome was not what she wanted.
Was it a punishment from above to make her lay in here quietly?
Sigh.
Thinking of what Susan said back at the pier, Grandma Bailey turned to face everyone. "Everyone can head home now. All these years after Susan moved into the Bailey mansion, she’s part of us now and has earned her credits. In the past, I may not have sorted things out perfectly and wronged her, yet she bottled everything inside herself. She had taken care of me and my husband, so from now on, I'll take care of her in return to make up for it."
Grandma Bailey sighed and exuded an air of helplessness.
Charmine stood by the side and agreed gently, "Grandma, don’t take it too seriously. It’s not your fault entirely."