After that, Sarah’s words started to become few.
Every day, either I drew sketches or 1 stared out of the window.
In the last ten days, she lived counting the days, without any attachment to everything in front of her.
Joven lett all his work behind at the hospital and took Sarahi to do various examinations.
Sarahi didn’t utter a word as the needle pierced her arm, drawing blood and administering medication
The endless silence made him even more anxious.
As Sir Hubbard passed by Denisse’s ward, his expression was complicated, and he asked, “What on earth are you doing? Is it necessary to do so many tests for a common cold?”
“Did you intentionally put on a show for all of us, hoping to make us sympathize with you?”
Sarah did not explain
Her complexion became paler and paler these days, and she also lost a lot of weight. Her gaze never looked at him again
A surge of nameless anger welled up in Sir Hubbard’s heart. “You have always been different from your sister since childhood, with deep thoughts and poisonous schemes. Doing these things will only make us dislike you more and more. If you have any sense, you should have left the hospital early and disappeared from our sight!”
In the midst of the conversation, Sir Hubbard gave Sarahi a hard slap
Sarahi, who was already thin, couldn’t stand steadily and stumbled, falling down. The report card in her arms scattered all over the ground.
Ser Hubbard was startled.
gave you a gentle push, and now you’re even trying to scam your own father?”
“What are you pretending? I just gave
Sarahi did not explain, gritted her teeth and endured the pain, and bent down to pick up the scattered papers.
It was filled with various examination reports of hers.
Sir Hubbard glanced at it and casually picked up a pince, “What are you doing, Xin Chao?”
He was about to look at other documents.
Denisse’s voice came from behind. “Dad”
She pushed the wheelchair, looking very weak, and grabbed Sir Hubbard’s sleeve. “Dad, don’t be angry with my sister. She just wants you to care more about her.”
“You have accompanied me for so long, so it’s normal for my sister to feel jealous. You go and accompany her, I’m fine.”
As she spoke, Denisse weakly covered her chest and began to breathe heavily.
Sir Hubbard, upon seeing the situation, immediately dropped the inspection form he was holding
“Silly child, you have become like this, and she, as an older sister, doesn’t even think about helping, but instead pretends to be sick and competes for attention. Why bother speaking up for her?”
“Besides, if it weren’t for her, would you have been born with this illness?
Father’s love and son’s filial piety, what a beautiful picture it was.
Sarah’s heart had long been numb
Behind him, Jovan came out of the briefing room and saw this scene, his face changed dramatically.
He quickly took three or two steps forward, picked up the report card, and without saying a word, he pulled Sarahi back to the sickroom.
As soon as she entered the room, Sarah was heavily thrown onto the bed.
A stack of report cards was thrown ever.
Jovan’s tone was heavy, “Were you doing it on purpose?”
Sarah’s face turned pale as she was hit hard on the side of her waist by him, just moments after being thrown against the edge of the bed. The pain made Chapter 7
her break out in a cold sweat, rendering her speechless.
Jovan continued, “Did you intentionally drop the medical report in front of Deni, hoping that she would see its contents and feel guilty, and then refuse the surgery?”
“Sarahi, you had such a malicious mind!”
The cold words hit the heart like a heavy hammer.
Sarali held her side and lowered her head, smiling sadly, “You said so, so it is.”
It didn’t matter what she said.
Whenever Jovan encountered anything related to Denisse, he would lose all rationality.
Her family, loved ones, and even her son, all believed only in Denisse. No matter how much she explained, it was in vain.
Silently returning to bed, Sarahi asked, “Do you have anything else?*
Jovan remained silent for a moment.
Then my gaze fell on the bedside table, on the sketchbook that Raina had destroyed.
show? Give your spot to Deni
“Before Demi’s surgery, there was one more wish, which was to appear on the runway as a designer. Weren’t you supposed to participate in next year’s
