Kevin rose from the floor, seething with anger as he overheard Bradley threatening Felix, who was already battling a psychological illness. He grabbed a water bottle from the table, unscrewed the cap, and drenched Bradley's face with its entire contents.
"Bradley, are you calmer now?"
Cold water dripped from Bradley's face, his eyes gave off a frosty glint, and his tightly pressed lips betrayed his anxiety.
"Looks like you've cooled off."
Kevin couldn't help but wonder what he had done in life to cross paths with Bradley.
"If you're not familiar with psychological disorders, you can look them up. But this isn't how you treat Felix. He's just a kid and can't handle what you're putting him through. Everyone has their limits, and your actions have pushed Felix to his.
"Must you drive Felix to a point where he ends up like Esther? Would that satisfy you?"
Having said his piece, Kevin picked up Felix and walked away. Bradley's current emotional state was clearly off, and Kevin didn't dare to leave Felix alone with him. Due to Bradley's previous behavior in the ICU, he was also prohibited from approaching the ICU.
Kevin said, "Felix, stay with your mom, okay?"
Felix nodded obediently.
A deep sense of sorrow washed over Kevin as he gazed at Felix's innocence and wisdom.
Ultimately, it was all Bradley's doing. Esther had nothing to do with it, yet he persisted in taking out his anger on her, subjecting her to torment as if she could endure it all.
Kevin had witnessed couples locked in bitter divorce battles, fighting for custody. But he hadn't imagined Bradley failing to consider Felix's capacity to cope.
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don't read at all. horrible story, makes me sick....