My father's brows were furrowed and his face looked a little ugly.
“Did I do something wrong?” I asked.
“No, it's not your fault. It's all my fault. I should have picked you up earlier that day, otherwise you would not have met that devil.”
If she had not mentioned it, I would have forgotten it.
The day before the college entrance examination, Martina did not go to school because of a cold.
When I went out to school, my mother specifically told me that she would pick me up after school in person and asked me to wait for her at the intersection outside the school.
This was the first time my mother has shown her unique concern for me since I returned to this home.
I was filled with joy and anticipation, but what I waited for was the road to hell that they personally prepared for me.
Who was the devil here actually?
“Don't be afraid, Lindsey. It's all over. I promise you that we will use all the connections in the Mitchell Family to find that beast and make him pay the price!”
I closed my eyes, no longer watching this false show of love and let the tears fall.
“Family members, please make way. We need to change the patient's medicine.”
The nurse came in, lifted the quilt and exposed my most painful wound directly to everyone.
There was a sound of gasps in the ward.
“How?”
My mother could not believe this. Even though the doctor told her that my condition was serious, she still could not imagine it.
At that time, she saw clearly.
My legs were fixed by a bracket under the quilt and could not move. The wound on my lower body, which had been treated and sutured, ran across my abdomen, but it was still turned outward and bloody in several places. A bag filled with yellow liquid was still fixed on my waist.
My father had left the ward long before the nurse changed the dressing. My mother could not help crying and left quickly at this moment.
“What kind of heartless scum could be so cruel to a little girl?!”
The nurse could not help but feel angry, but her hand became lighter when changing the bandage.
The pain of changing the dressing made my whole body tremble, but it was nothing compared to the pain in my heart.
The sound of my parents' quarrel came from the door of the ward.
“Hubby, Lindsey is already in this state, should we still let the reporters publish the photos of her injuries? This will have a huge impact on the company.”