"Why, why are you doing this?" Emily asked, puzzled.
Looking at her mother, she felt very strange. Ever since they found out that their mother was in love, they had never met or contacted each other. Her mother should be discharged from the hospital. She was dressed up in style now. She was already very beautiful. She didn't look like her mother, but more like her sister.
But such a mother made her feel strange and unreal. Her mother, who she thought was so close to her by blood, suddenly became the most familiar stranger.
"Emily, mom can't help it either! Mom has to suffer," Abigail choked.
"What's the problem? Do you have something on Anthony?" Emily couldn't help but ask.
Abigail remained silent, and her silence confirmed Emily's words.
"Sure enough." Emily said, "I thought something was wrong before. You seemed to be afraid of him. He had something in his hands, and so on. Mom, what exactly did you have in his hands that made you want to frame your own daughter? Was that more important than me?"
"Emily, mom can't explain it to you at the moment. But you have to believe mom, she has a hard time." Abigail kept repeating this sentence.
Emily sneered, "You won't tell me what your troubles are. How can you make me believe you? I'm willing to believe you have your troubles, but you have to tell me about them. Otherwise, I won't forgive you. I don't blame Anthony for insulting me. He hasn't treated me as his daughter since he was a child, but you're different. If even you do this to me, then I will really be alone from now on, not even my parents."
"Emily, don't say that. Mom's heart aches when you say that." Abigail couldn't help but cry.
"Do you feel bad? If you really feel bad, tell me the truth. Why are you threatened by Anthony? Why are you slandering me?"
"I... I can't say, I really can't." Abigail lowered his head in pain.
Emily was so angry that she stood up and said coldly, "Then there's nothing to talk about between us. Mom, forgive your daughter for being unfilial. In the future... We should try not to see each other."
"Emily, don't go." Abigail grabbed her eagerly.
Emily endured the pain and asked, "Have you figured it out? Will you tell me?"
Abigail pursed her lips and said after a while, "Emily, you know me... I'm out of the hospital and I've found someone to spend the rest of my life with. But I've been in a coma for too long and I'm completely out of touch with society. It's hard to find a job for a while, but I need to live. Can you... Can you lend me some money first and return it to you as soon as I get a job?"
"Mom." Emily shook off her hand and looked at her with a bitter smile. She thought she was going to tell herself the reason, but she didn't expect to borrow money.
If she wasn't in a relationship, if she hadn't been in a relationship today, she wouldn't have had any problems supporting her.
But...
Emily asked fiercely, "Aren't you already in love? And you've found a little boyfriend. Isn't he incapable of supporting you?"
"Emily, we just got together. I don't want to burden him," Abigail said, lowering his head.
Emily sneered, "So, you're going to transfer this burden to your daughter?"
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