The quiet villa started to become noisy prompting the servants to come out and check what was going on.
Jill, who had been asleep, was woken up by Ivy's scream. She sat up with a start.
"Horace! Wake up! Was that Ivy screaming?"
Jill shook Horace awake before she got off the bed and ran outside.
She could not help screaming when she saw Ivy lying lifelessly in Lionel's arms.
"Oh my gosh! What happened to her?"
Jill ran downstairs in a rush, almost knocking Cassandra down when she passed by her. Cassandra's head went blank at that time. She staggered on the impact; her legs buckled and she landed sharply on the stair; her hand that still held the railing broke her fall. She wasn't yet to understand what had happened.
"Wake up, Ivy! Driver! Where is the driver? Take her to the hospital. Hurry!"
Jill grew extremely distressed at the situation. Ivy was pregnant! What if the baby was hurt?
Everyone was shouting loudly and engaged in taking care of Ivy. Cassandra sensed the darkness closing in on her.
She remembered that she got rid of Ivy's grip and walked a few steps away. But how had she tumbled down the stairs?
Did she push Ivy with great strength so that she lost her balance?
Ivy's face paled dreadfully. Cassandra felt something terrible might have happened.
Suddenly, Jill screamed and raised her trembling hands.
Everyone turned to find her palms covered in blood.
Lionel lowered his head to see what was wrong. Ivy's lower body was bathed in blood. It was indeed a terrible sight to behold!
"Ivy! Please! Wake up!"
sobbed Lionel as he anxiously stroked Ivy's face.
However, Ivy still remained motionless, eyes closed.
Fear had taken hold of Lionel's heart. The fear was like a venomous shadow that clung on to him.
This was the woman whom he had loved for many years. He had wanted to marry her. But now she had slipped into a coma with their baby. How did this terrible situation happen? It was because of her—Cassandra!
Suddenly, Lionel turned in rage and glared at Cassandra with hateful eyes.
"Cassandra, you are a devil!" he bellowed angrily. "Get the hell out of the house! Now!"
He stared at Cassandra with daggers in his eyes as if the next second, he would cut her into pieces. Cassandra could not help shuddering at his glare.
She had never seen such hate in his eyes before. They were like the bloodied eyes of a monster from hell that wanted to incinerate her.
"Cassandra! You are such a hateful person! How heartless of you to push Ivy downstairs! How could I not have known that you're such a cruel woman before?!"
Jill glared at Cassandra. She had been curious about how Ivy had tumbled down the stairs. It was Cassandra's master move!
Cassandra opened her mouth to explain but no words came out. She did not know what she would say.
How had she become the culprit? She had never wanted to become Ivy's enemy and would have never hurt her, but now she was being blamed by everyone.
Cassandra looked at Ivy lying in Lionel's arms. The latter was paralyzed with fear as if Ivy were already dead.
Cassandra came back and was stopped by Ivy. Their conversation was not known to anyone except for the fact that Cassandra was present when rolled down the stairs. Lionel had managed to catch her, and her last words, just in time. Not only him but everyone would believe that Cassandra had pushed Ivy down the stairs because she was envious of her.
Now, there was nothing she could do or say to clear herself.
But Cassandra knew that it was Ivy. She had always wanted her to leave Lionel and the Tang family. However, her every effort had been in vain. Ivy could no longer bear her presence near the Tangs. Her hatred for Cassandra was so consuming that she had risked losing her baby to frame her.
Everybody knew the importance of this baby to the Tang family. Should Cassandra be blamed as the murderer, there would be no way she could remain in the Tang family any longer.
What was more, everyone in the Tang family would hate her guts!
"Take her to the hospital RIGHT NOW. I've already called Jenks. The director of the obstetrics is heading for the hospital as we speak!"
Horace was probably the calmest person in the house now. His words steadied Lionel from his grief and rage. Lionel came to himself and instinctively knew what he had to do. He picked up Ivy in his arms and ran out to the car waiting outside.
"The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Just look at how terrible Vernon is, his daughter is no different. Do you know something, Cassandra? I will accuse you of intentional injury! You will soon be on your way to join your father in prison. Go keep your father company!"
Jill's words cursed Cassandra venomously. The more she cursed, the more agitated she became. She even lunged at Cassandra and roughly picked her up.
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