When she finished, Odessa still didn’t speak, but her breathing grew heavy.
“Damn it!” Odessa muttered under her breath—whether cursing her son or the situation, Daisie couldn’t tell. “You’re telling the truth? He really did this to you?”
“I wouldn’t dare lie to you, Mom. He hates me… because of Kendra…” Her voice cracked as she pleaded, “Please, help me leave him. If I stay any longer, I’ll die. My father will die too…”
Once again, there was a long silence on the other end.
When Odessa finally spoke again, her voice was low and calculated.
“I understand. Don’t worry, dear. For now… go through with the surgery.”
She paused, as if weighing her decision.
“Once the surgery is over, and you’ve rested five days, I’ll send you away—out of the country. You’ll cut all ties with Willard.”
Daisie’s heart jolted, and she didn’t hesitate to agree. “Alright, but please, send me to Switzerland. I have a close friend there.”
When the call ended, she collapsed against the headboard, her palms slick with cold sweat.
That friend she mentioned was actually her childhood sweetheart.
After high school, he’d planned to attend the same university as her, but he unexpectedly left for Switzerland to take over his family business. They hadn’t spoken much since.
But she knew—if he learned that she was in trouble, he would definitely help her.
The belief filled her with a flicker of hope.
Soon, after five days, she would finally escape Willard.
And when that day came, she swore—Willard and Kendra would pay dearly for everything they had done to her!
The next afternoon, the door to the hospital room swung open.
Willard walked in, and beside him clung a woman.
Kendra looked delicate and fragile yet almost ethereal. One of her hands was looped gently through Willard’s arm, her entire body leaning against his as if she couldn’t stand without him.
“Daisie,” Kendra spoke, her voice light and sweet. “How are you feeling?”
Daisie turned her head away, refusing to look at her.
Willard’s brows furrowed the moment he saw her reaction. His tone came out sharp with irritation.
“Hey. What kind of attitude is that? Kendra came here out of kindness to see you.”
Kendra quickly tugged on his sleeve, her voice gentle and coaxing.
“Willard, don’t be upset with her. She’s about to make such a big sacrifice for me. It’s only natural for her to feel resentful. It’s my fault. If my body weren’t so weak…”