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Heather is dying? Then you could tell Eliza! If she shows up, gets rid of the baby, and donates bet bone marrow, I’ll save that old woman!”
Michael froze. “But Eliza… she’s already dead.”
He was the one who collected my body when I passed away, back when he was still
practicing medicine.
Patrick’s face went pale.
He stood up, stormed toward Michael, and punched him squarely in the eye. “So you were in
*on this act with Eliza?
I’ve had enough of these pathetic lies!
Betty can hardly hang on any longer. If Eliza keeps hiding, I don’t know what I might do!”
Michael held his injured eye, his voice hoarse. “Patrick, you’ve been married to Eliza for three years. Is this really how you’re going to treat her?
Look at your watch! It was Eliza who gave it to you!
Are you really going to forget everything you had with her?”
Patrick stiffened, his gaze falling on his wrist.
It was a rough, worn watch, completely out of place against his expensive clothes.
It was a gift I gave him when I was eighteen.
I had personally put the watch on his wrist and told him, “I bought this with my own
hard–earned money, so you better take good care of it.”
Patrick smiled and patted my head, making a solemn promise. “Don’t worry, I’ll wear it all the
time.”
That was the year he was full of youthful spirit, and he had been sincere with me.
Then, Donald committed suicide, and Patrick took control of the entire Walter family.
After that, he changed completely. He burned the gift I gave him.
But for some reason, this watch, maybe just out of habit, he kept it all the way until now.
Now, Michael’s words were like daggers, and Patrick felt uneasy for a brief moment.
That discomfort was quickly drowned out by Betty’s sobbing.
Betty cried, asking, “Patrick, you still love Eliza, don’t you? I knew it! She’s your real wife!
If that’s the case, then don’t bother with me! Just let me die!”
Patrick panicked instantly. “No, that’s not true! Eliza is cruel and ignorant. How could I like that
kind of woman?
I haven’t divorced her just to ask her to donate bone marrow! Once you’re better, I’ll marry
you right away!
As for this watch… what a piece of junk. How could it ever be worthy of being on my wrist?”
With that, he unbuckled the watch and casually threw it into the trash.
Our years of affection were so easily discarded by him.
It reminded me of that night when I was in labor, and Michael stumbled to find Patrick.
But Patrick left Walter Villa without hesitation when Betty called, saying she was scared of
the dark.
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But Patrick left Walter Villa without hesitation when Betty called, saying she was scared of
The dark.
An indescribable pain spread in my chest.
I suddenly felt a twisted expectation, wondering how Patrick would react when he heard of my death.
Would he sneer, or would he cry?
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Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Betty’s condition grew worse, and Patrick became more and more anxious because I still
hadn’t shown up.
That day, while crying, Betty said to Patrick, “Patrick, I’m pregnant, too.
This child… maybe I can’t keep it…”
After trying to comfort her in every way, Patrick spent the entire night in the study.
The next day, he stormed into Heather’s hospital room.
But someone had beaten him to it and was already inside.
Betty knelt on the floor, tears streaming down her face. “Heather, you watched me grow up.
How could you just stand there and watch me die?
Please, for the sake of my baby, save me…”
Heather’s expression was full of rage. “You liar! You’re not sick, and you’re not even
pregnant…”
Watching this scene, I suddenly remembered something from six months ago.
After my years of being with Patrick, he had long grown used to me being by his side.
Our relationship hadn’t always been like this.
Our relationship wasn’t always that bad from the very beginning.
But Patrick had caught Betty countless times kneeling at my feet, begging me, “I really like
Patrick. Please, let us be together!”
I became the evil mistress, and Betty played the victim.
Back then, Patrick didn’t hesitate to slap me, calling me vile and shameless.
Now, Patrick didn’t even think as he barged in and shoved Heather away.
“You hag, what are you doing?! No wonder you’re that b*tch’s mother, two of a kind! Looks like cutting off your medical expenses wasn’t enough!”
out.
Heather slammed into the corner of the table, her forehead cracked open, blood pouring
I felt my heart break, tears streaming as I tried to help her up.
But between the living and the dead, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t touch her.
Heather glared at Patrick with hatred in her eyes. “You treat me and my daughter like this?
Even as ghosts, we won’t let you off!”
“Is that so?” Patrick smirked. With a wave of his hand, the bodyguards brought in a person,
bound from head to toe.
It was Michael!
The bodyguards threw Michael to the ground.
Patrick stepped forward and placed his foot on Michael’s head.
As Michael screamed in pain, Patrick said slowly, “This is the Walter family’s lapdog, right?
You upset me today. How about I cook him for dinner?”
Heather’s
pression changed in an instant
Our relationship wasn’t always that bad from the very beginning.
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But Patrick had caught Betty countless times kneeling at my feet, begging me, “I really like
Patrick. Please, let us be together!”
I became the evil mistress, and Betty played the victim.
Back then, Patrick didn’t hesitate to slap me, calling me vile and shameless.
Now, Patrick didn’t even think as he barged in and shoved Heather away.
“You hag, what are you doing?! No wonder you’re that b*tch’s mother, two of a kind! Looks like cutting off your medical expenses wasn’t enough!”
out.
Heather slammed into the corner of the table, her forehead cracked open, blood pouring
I felt my heart break, tears streaming as I tried to help her up.
But between the living and the dead, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t touch her. Heather glared at Patrick with hatred in her eyes. “You treat me and my daughter like this?
you off!” Even as ghosts, we won’t let
“Is that so?” Patrick smirked. With a wave of his hand, the bodyguards brought in a person, bound from head to toe.
It was Michael!
The bodyguards threw Michael to the ground.
Patrick stepped forward and placed his foot on Michael’s head.
As Michael screamed in pain, Patrick said slowly, “This is the Walter family’s lapdog, right? You upset me today. How about I cook him for dinner?”
Heather’s expression changed in an instant.
This was Michael, the man who had been like a son to her!
“He’s a doctor, right?” Patrick’s gaze shifted to Michael’s hands.
The next moment, Patrick picked up a knife and stabbed it into Michael’s wrist.
Michael let out a scream!
“Remember this,” Patrick sneered. “Everything you’re going through today is because you helped Eliza bully Betty. If Eliza had been willing to show up, you wouldn’t be suffering like this!”
Patrick laughed with twisted satisfaction.
Heather, trembling, lunged forward. “No!”
Her eyes were red from crying. Gritting her teeth, she knelt on the ground.
Heather had always been a traditional, upper–class lady, someone who had lived a life of
ease and comfort, never having suffered much hardship or humiliation.
When Patrick came to Walter Villa, she treated him with extreme care.
But it was because of Patrick that her family was destroyed, and her life turned into a constant struggle.
Now, she was bending her proud back, trembling, and begging him, “Patrick, please, spare
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Our relationship wasn’t always that bad from the very beginning.
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But Patrick had caught Betty countless times kneeling at my feet, begging me, “I really like
Patrick. Please, let us be together!”
I became the evil mistress, and Betty played the victim.
Back then, Patrick didn’t hesitate to slap me, calling me vile and shameless.
Now, Patrick didn’t even think as he barged in and shoved Heather away.
“You hag, what are you doing?! No wonder you’re that b*tch’s mother, two of a kind! Looks like cutting off your medical expenses wasn’t enough!”
out.
Heather slammed into the corner of the table, her forehead cracked open, blood pouring
I felt my heart break, tears streaming as I tried to help her up.
But between the living and the dead, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t touch her. Heather glared at Patrick with hatred in her eyes. “You treat me and my daughter like this? Even as ghosts, we won’t let you off!”
“Is that so?” Patrick smirked. With a wave of his hand, the bodyguards brought in a person,
bound from head to toe.
It was Michael!
The bodyguards threw Michael to the ground.
Patrick stepped forward and placed his foot on Michael’s head.
As Michael screamed in pain, Patrick said slowly, “This is the Walter family’s lapdog, right? You upset me today. How about I cook him for dinner?”
Heather’s expression changed in an instant.
This was Michael, the man who had been like a son to her!
“He’s a doctor, right?” Patrick’s gaze shifted to Michael’s hands.
The next moment, Patrick picked up a knife and stabbed it into Michael’s wrist.
Michael let out a scream!
“Remember this,” Patrick sneered. “Everything you’re going through today is because you helped Eliza bully Betty. If Eliza had been willing to show up, you wouldn’t be suffering like this!”
Patrick laughed with twisted satisfaction.
Heather, trembling, lunged forward. “No!”
Her eyes were red from crying. Gritting her teeth, she knelt on the ground.
Heather had always been a traditional, upper–class lady, someone who had lived a life of
ease and comfort, never having suffered much hardship or humiliation.
When Patrick came to Walter Villa, she treated him with extreme care.
But it was because of Patrick that her family was destroyed, and her life turned into a constant struggle.
Now, she was bending her proud back, trembling, and begging him, “Patrick, please, spare up, spare Eliza!”
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The bodyguards threw Michael to the ground.
Patrick stepped forward and placed his foot on Michael’s head.
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As Michael screamed in pain, Patrick said slowly, “This is the Walter family’s lapdog, right?
You upset me today. How about I cook him for dinner?”
Heather’s expression changed in an instant.
This was Michael, the man who had been like a son to her!
“He’s a doctor, right?” Patrick’s gaze shifted to Michael’s hands.
The next moment, Patrick picked up a knife and stabbed it into Michael’s wrist.
Michael let out a scream!
“Remember this,” Patrick sneered. “Everything you’re going through today is because you helped Eliza bully Betty. If Eliza had been willing to show up, you wouldn’t be suffering like this!”
Patrick laughed with twisted satisfaction.
Heather, trembling, lunged forward. “No!”
Her eyes were red from crying. Gritting her teeth, she knelt on the ground.
Heather had always been a traditional, upper–class lady, someone who had lived a life of ease and comfort, never having suffered much hardship or humiliation.
When Patrick came to Walter Villa, she treated him with extreme care.
But it was because of Patrick that her family was destroyed, and her life turned into a constant struggle.
Now, she was bending her proud back, trembling, and begging him, “Patrick, please, spare us, spare Eliza!”
