"He injected liquid HIV into me. Keep your distance so that I won’t pass it on to you," said Rose.
Josephine's face paled. "Sister-in-law, you're not lying to me, right? You puked all over me yesterday. I was sleeping with you too."
"Why would I lie to you? Your b*stard of a brother has gone too far. If he hates me, he could simply knife me t o death. Why did he resort to such a shameless method?"
The more Rose talked about it, the more angry and sorrowful she became. Her tears never stopped flowing. "Now that I have this kind of disease, even when I die there'll be no one to bury my corpse. Now I've finally seen his cruelty and savagery."
Josephine was stunned.
As she saw Rose tell her story with every fiber of sincerity and heard her heart-rending wails, it did not seem fabricated. Thus, Josephine cried her heart out a s well.
"This is retribution from the heavens indeed. My big brother wanted to exact his revenge on you, yet he got me into this too. Now that I have this sickness, it’s okay if I die, but I can't hug my cute little nephews before I die... Baby Zetty too... Sob, sob..." 1
They sympathized with each other's condition,
hugging and crying their hearts out.
When they stopped crying, Josephine asked Rose haggardly, "Sister-in-law, what are your plans for the future?"
Rose replied sorrowfully, "I won't last long in this world anyway. What other ambitions can I have?"
Josephine held her hand, feeling much sympathy for her. "Then, is there anything else that you want to see completed? I'll try to help you in any way I can."
"I want to hug my children again... I also want to..."
Help the Severes rise again...
Josephine replied, "TH make sure you get to see your kids again."
Rose said in dismay, "What's there to see? I'm a walking biohazard right now. Forget it."
Josephine pulled her up instead. "Let’s go. I'll drive you over to see your kids. We’ll just watch them from afar.
Rose was like a marionette with no strings as she was guided into the car by Josephine.
Josephine had parked her car illegally, thus there was a ticket on the windscreen.
Rose snatched the ticket and stuffed it into Josephine's hand. "Why can’t you kick the habit of parking illegally?"
Josephine replied lethargically, "I’m going to die anyway. What’s the difference between one ticket and 100? When I'm gone, someone will settle these tickets for me anyway."
Rose mumbled, "Whatever floats your boat."
Josephine drove them to Garden Of A Diary.
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