Chapter 4
The doctor came for rounds.
“The broken bones can be set, but the ligaments and tendons… they’re much harder to repair. He sighed. “If she had
been treated immediately after the injury, we could have restored at least 20% of her hand function. But now…”
The doctor shook his head helplessly.
“The VIP patient upstairs is the heiress of the Sinclair group. A few days ago, she suffered a minor fracture, but the
Hawthorne Group flew in a world–class medical team just for her. They’re still in the hospital. If they were willing to
intervene, I believe there’s still a chance for her hands to regain function–maybe not 100%, but at least enough for da
tasks like eating and dressing…”
The resident physician, a woman, looked at me with pity. “Our chief personally went to ask. But… when they heard it w
for you, their condition was that you kneel before Miss Montgomery and beg.*
She knew how humiliating it was, but she had no choice–this was explicitly demanded by the eldest son of the Sinclair
family.
Even now, she trembled remembering the murderous look in his eyes.
I smiled. It’s fine. I can always just die.”
How pathetic. These words came from my own brother–the one who had already forgotten our mother’s death entirel
The doctor paled. She didn’t dare utter another word about begging.
Because they knew–if a patient screamed in rage about dying, it might just be a momentary outburst. But when
someone said it calmly, even with a smile, they meant it.
Nathaniel lost control again. ‘Emily, stop being unreasonable! You hurt Isabella first. All they’re asking is for you to knee
and apologize. Is your pride really worth more than your life?”
I turned to stare at him, lips curling in a cold sneer. “You want me to apologize to the woman who killed Catherine? Est
Father die.”
Veins buiged at Nathaniel’s temples
This man. always go aloof and compowd this was the first time Ed ever seen him se ubunged
Was he really that desperate to see me kneel before Isabella?
Then I’d make damn sure none of the to get what they waziest
I closed my eyes, refusing to bank at this thy world for a second bungee
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