"Hah, what a joke. That's the funniest thing I've ever heard. Are you telling me Selena had no idea what the Hayes Family was up to? Is she an idiot?" Vivian scoffed, her tone dripping with intense mockery.
Lucille's face darkened instantly, her voice dropping to a low, menacing register. "Say one more word, and I'll rip that sneer right off your face!"
Vivian snapped her mouth shut, though her chest continued to heave with intense agitation. She was clearly still furious.
Lucille looked at me, her eyes swirling with an unsettling mix of guilt and anxiety.
What was she feeling guilty about?
Was she feeling guilty for taking so many handouts from Ferris behind my back, or was she sorry for playing a part in the scheme that made a complete fool out of me?
I couldn't tell, and I didn't want to try.
Avoiding her gaze, I kept my head down and continued to wipe Ferris's forehead. Taking a cotton swab dipped in water, I gently moistened his cracked lips.
However, Vivian stepped right up and slapped my hand away. "Give me that! Ferris doesn't need your hypocritical care. You've already caused him enough damage. If you truly want what's best for him, stay far away from him. The further, the better!"
She snatched the cup of water right out of my hand. Though she didn't hurl any more insults, her eyes bore into me with undisguised disgust. She clearly despised the fact that I was still in Ferris's hospital room.
Sure enough, a second later, she demanded both me and Lucille leave. "Get out, both of you! You aren't welcome here!"
"Mrs. Sterling..." I finally spoke up.



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Story is fine but...Oh god! Such a slow and dragging story. She is always fainting or confused. Has no backbone, very irritating story. Better to avoid...