As Melissa got to the living room, she sat down and saw Leila sitting on the sofa with a straight face. Leila didn't look well, as if her world was about to end.
Melissa asked distantly, "Leila, you're up early. You look unhappy. Did something happen?"
Leila just realized that Melissa had gone downstairs and sat behind her. She raised her head and greeted Melissa coldly.
"Good morning, Aunt Melissa. I'm fine. I just wasn't able to sleep properly last night and it's making me dizzy."
"Really? Then why are you up so early? Why don't you go back to bed and try to get some sleep?" Melissa walked towards the refrigerator and poured Leila and herself a glass of milk.
Leila took the glass of milk unconsciously, keeping silent. She was in her own world.
Leila despised the way Melissa was treating her. Her voice was annoyed when she spoke. She figured Melissa wouldn't even notice because she wasn't the type of person to notice things like that.
"Even if I lie down now, I wouldn't be able to fall asleep. I may as well just get up. It might help."
Melissa nodded and didn't press on any further, but she did continue talking.
"Sheryl hasn't been getting up the past few days. All she did was lie in her bed waiting for other people to do things for her. What I don't understand is how on earth Charles married a woman like that!"
Melissa kept rambling on regardless if Leila said something or not. All Melissa cared about was talking about Sheryl behind her back like she was waiting for Leila to join her.
Leila mumbled something just to get Melissa to shut up but it didn't seem to work. She just kept rambling. Leila swore she saw spit flying from her mouth. Leila was starting to get uncomfortable and she just wanted Melissa to stop but she didn't know how to.
"I don't know what I did to deserve someone like her! Such bad luck! Just look at how she behaved. She just lay in bed all day eating and sleeping! Let's see if she can do that her entire life!" Melissa said, fuming.
Suddenly, Nancy rushed downstairs, shouting.
"Ah... No! No!" Nancy's face turned white. Her voice echoed through the roof and it was trembling.
"What the hell is going on?" Melissa screamed when she saw Nancy rushing towards her.
"Help! Help! Sher doesn't seem to be breathing!" Nancy said, out of breath, with tears welling up in her eyes.
Bang! Leila dropped the glass of milk she was holding. She looked frightened and she was trembling. She tried to calm herself down as she was afraid Nancy and Melissa would grow suspicious about her.
But she couldn't shake her fear that Sheryl could die. 'Did I kill Sheryl last night?' Leila thought to herself.
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