Chapter 1757
Eunice sat at the edge of the bed, stirring a bowl of medicine with a concerned look on her face. As she
saw Louisa bolt upright, she asked in a gentle tone, "Awake now? Bad dream?"
Gasping for breath and still shaken, Louisa surveyed her surroundings, realizing she was sitting in her
bed, with Eunice by her side. The bedroom was bathed in a warm, yellow glow, and it was pitch dark
outside.
"How did I fall asleep." Louisa''s mind was still haunted by the image of her daughter being bullied, and
her voice trembled as though she hadn''t quite escaped the clutches of the nightmare.
"You fainted from stress. The doctor prescribed you some medication. It''s a bit hot, but you can drink it
in a bit," Eunice said as she set down the bowl and gently rubbed Louisa''s back. "What nightmare did
you have?"
"I dreamed that Be was being tormented by that old hag." Louisa''s voice cracked, and tears welled
up in her eyes once again. Even though it was just a dream, the mere thought of Be actually having
been mistreated by that woman in real life filled her with self-loathing. She despised herself for not
seeing through the old woman''s facade sooner, for not protecting her own daughter, for letting her child
suffer right under her nose.
The more she thought about it, the more sorrowful she became, tears falling like pearls off a string.
"Stop ming yourself," Eunice whispered soothingly. "What''s done is done. You have to look forward.
You treated that heartless wretch like your own daughter; of course, you wouldn''t suspect her of doing
something so vile behind your back. Who would think so ill of their own child without reason, linking
them with poisoning or hiring a hitman."
Louisa''s face was streaked with tears. Because they had trusted that wretch so much, based on past
impressions of her innocence and kindness, they ended up allowing their own daughter to be wronged,
nearly losing her life.
"Where''s my phone?" Louisa choked out, "I want to call Be."
"Her phone''s broken, call Romeo instead." Eunice navigated through her contacts, found Romeo''s
number, and handed over the phone. "I''ll let Keh know you''re awake, so he won''t worry."
"Where is he now?" Louisa lifted her gaze to ask.
"He''s just like you, heartbroken and angry. Bard''s trying to console him." Eunice stood up. "I''ll be right
back."
Louisa nodded and dialed Romeo''s number.
He picked up quickly.
"Romeo, are you with Be?" Louisa tried to suppress her sobs, attempting to sound normal. "What
about that old witch Martha? I sent people to fetch her."
"She''s dead," Romeo''s calm voice came from the other end. "Her own goon knocked her off the
eighteenth floor."
He knew about it from Be; it was Martha’s man who identally hit Martha, sending her plummeting.
No one to me, really.
And of course, she got what she deserved.
"That''s what they call poetic justice." Louisa gritted her teeth, "But it''s too easy a death for her, without
giving her a good thrashing first."
"Be did," Romeo said softly. "After the explosion at the derelict building, she was probably burned to
ashes."
At this news, Louisa felt a slight sense of relief. "Where''s Be now? I need to talk to her."
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support the author and the trantion team!. For some reason, she longed for her daughter, yearning
to see her.
Romeo nced at the person next to him, "She''s asleep."
"Is she unwell? Or did she faint from her injuries?" Louisa couldn''t help but worry. "Where are you now?
In a hospital?"
"It''s past three in the morning here; she''s just a little sleepy," Romeo exined. "We''re in the car,
nning to catch a flight back home soon."
At that moment, Louisa remembered the time difference between them!
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