Summer’s hospital room had been busy all day.
She had given the Wright family a set of twins. Even Old Madam Wright and Evan’s father, Harold, had come by to visit.
When Dora returned to the room, Harold and Old Madam Wright had already left.
Only the third daughter, Yara Wright, and the youngest, Fiona Wright, remained.
To the entire Wright family, Summer was ill. Depression. Grief. They believed she had mentally projected Evan onto his late brother, Steven.
The moment Dora stepped inside, she saw Fiona holding Summer’s hand gently.
“Don’t worry, Summer,” Fiona coaxed softly. “Steven only ever loved you. He just stepped out to handle some work. He won’t leave you.”
“Really?” Summer asked, her voice trembling.
“Of course,” Fiona nodded firmly. “Right now, the most important thing is that you focus on your recovery and take care of your body.”
Summer’s eyes welled up again.
“Then why is Stella treating me like this? What did I do wrong? Why would she hurt me this way?”
The moment Stella’s name was mentioned, the mood in the room shifted.
Ever since Stella married into the Wright family, the matriarch’s cold attitude had set the tone. No one truly respected her.
Fiona and Dora, in particular, followed the old lady’s lead.
Fiona squeezed Summer’s hand tighter. “Don’t worry. I’ll make her publicly apologize to you.
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She was getting out of hand. The Wright family had supported her for three years. And this was how she repaid them?
Fiona had always been close to Summer.
After seeing the headlines today, she had wanted to tear Stella apart herself.
It took all three of them speaking at once to finally calm Summer down.
When she finally fell asleep, Fiona stepped outside with Dora.
“Mom,” she said in a low voice, “Grandma saw the bruises on Summer’s face. She was furious. She said that woman can’t stay in the Wright family any longer.”
That woman.
She meant Stella.
Dora’s expression darkened.
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