‘I'm willing to go all the way. If Shelagh won't properly admit her fault today, then I'll trade my life and the baby's for her mother's!’
As Scarlett went on, one line after another,
the fury in Alfred's eyes was slowly smothered beneath tenderness.
He clenched his fist, turned to face me, and when he spoke there was actually a tremor in his voice.
‘Shelagh, hurry up and admit your fault properly, or I won't be able to help our mother either!’
While they argued,
my mother's convulsions had grown more and more violent.
Even with four men holding her down, the sound of bone knocking against the bed frame came again and again.
I dug my fingers hard into my palms and screamed at Alfred,
‘I already said I was wrong! What more do you want from me!’
"Alfred, my mom isn't going to make it. After everything she did for you, funding you all the way from high school until now, you can't treat her like this. Send her into surgery, right now!!"
"If anything happens to my mom, Alfred, my father will never let you get away with it!"
Alfred turned to glance at the bed soaked with blood,
then stepped forward and seized my wrist,
"Shelagh, stop deluding yourself. Your father is already dead!"
"There's no one left who can save you or your mother now. Be sincere and apologize to Scarlett. Kneel! She'll believe you mean it if you bow your head to her!"
"Right…"
Scarlett came forward with her hand on her hip, taking small mincing steps, pointing at me as she spoke in a sugary voice,
"Shelagh, honey, kneel down. Three bows, and your mom goes straight into surgery…"
My mother let out wave after wave of agonized whimpers,
Dr. Finch's face was as white as paper,
I couldn't hold out any longer,
I knelt at Scarlett's feet and slammed my forehead hard against the floor,
"One, two, three…"
"That's enough, Alfred. Send my mom into surgery, now!"
Seeing this, Alfred turned and reached out toward Scarlett,
"Quick, give me the remote for the power box!"
"No way…"
Scarlett clasped both hands behind her back, tears streaming down,
"My stomach hurt so much while Shelagh was bowing just now. I think the baby still feels she wasn't sincere enough. Make her do a hundred more…"
"You bitch!"
I sprang up off the floor and swung my arm at Scarlett's face,
but before the slap could land,
Alfred grabbed a fistful of my hair, his expression turning cold in an instant,
"No wonder Scarlett said your apology wasn't sincere. You're just putting on an act!"
"Don't say another word now. Kneel and bow! A full hundred of them! Otherwise you can watch your mother convulse to death right here!"
"And stop dreaming that father of yours is going to come save you. Wake up!"
The words had barely left his mouth,
when a cold announcement chime rang out through the hospital lobby,
【Mr. Winfield's private jet is about to land on the rooftop helipad…】
