Bet''s phone was connected to the car''s Bluetooth, and the voice on the other end came through the car''s speakers.


    "Bet, Ynda... Ynda tried to kill herself... She''s on her way to the hospital, you need to get here, fast." Emma''s voice was urgent, trembling and tinged with a sob.


    After the call ended, Bet''s sharp brows furrowed deeply. He remained silent, but his grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly.


    "She sounds so panicked. Ynda''s condition must be serious. You should go to the hospital now."


    "I''ll take you home first," Bet said, his gaze lowered and his voice heavy.


    "A life is on the line. Let''s go to the hospital first," Yvonne insisted.


    Bet didn''t argue further and drove straight to the hospital.


    The ck Mercedes pulled up to the hospital entrance. Just as Bet got out, an ambnce came screaming up to the curb.


    Paramedics quickly and efficiently lifted Ynda out of the ambnce.


    Shey unconscious on the stretcher, her face deathly pale. She looked as fragile as paper,pletely lifeless.


    Mr. and Mrs. Walker stumbled out of the ambnce after her.


    Mrs. Walker looked as if she was about to copse, and luckily, Emma, who had just arrived, caught her in time.


    Mrs. Walker gripped Emma''s hand and sobbed.


    "It''s all my fault. I wasn''t watching her closely enough. I never thought she would actually try to kill herself..."


    “Ever since Bet broke up with her, she''s been in a terrible state, dazed all day. Her health was already poor, and this past month she hasn''t been eating or sleeping well. She''s lost over ten pounds."


    "Ynda loves Bet so much; she just can''t ept that he cheated on her and fell for someone else. She keeps ming herself, wondering what she did wrong for him to suddenly abandon her."


    "Ynda, my daughter... she''s so young. If anything happens to her, I don''t want to live either..."


    Mrs. Walker was a blubbering mess. As she looked up, she saw Bet''s car parked at the entrance, and in the passenger seat sat that woman, Yvonne.


    Losing control, Mrs. Walker charged forward, grabbed Yvonne, and pped her hard across the face.


    In her two lifetimesbined, this was the first time Yvonne had ever been pped. She covered her stinging cheek with one hand, clenching the other into a fist, forcing herself to endure it.


    Even if the Walkers were criminals, Ynda was an innocent party in all this.


    If Ynda had attempted suicide because Bet broke up with her, then Yvonne did feel a sense of guilt. She deserved this p.


    However, after the first p, Mrs. Walker still wasn''t satisfied and lunged forward to hit and curse at her again.


    "You homewrecker! You shameless bitch, seducing another woman''s fiancé! You''ll get what''sing to you!" Mrs. Walker had lost all semnce of a high-societydy, screaming at the top of herngs in front of the hospital.


    "Come on, everyone, take a look! This is Yvonne, the famous actress! Instead of being a decent person, she chose to be


    a homewrecker et


    destroying someone else''s rtionship! She''s morally


    ΛΟ


    bankrupt!"


    En


    Yvonne felt a pang of guilt over Ynda''s suicide attempt and couldn''t bring herself


    to fight back against an elder. It was the first time she''d ever been in such a passive, vulnerable position.


    Yvonne was wearing a form-fitting


    top and a short skirt for a


    promotional shoot that day Mrs.


    Walker yanked at her cor, tearing ? button and exposing the distinct red marks on her neck and corbone.


    Against Yvonne''s fair skin, the hickeys were ringly obvious.


    This sent Mrs. Walker into an even greater frenzy.


    "You slut! How can you be so cheap? My daughter is driven to suicide because you


    stole her man, and you''re still busy sleeping with him... You shameless vixen!"