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He coughed up blood again, so weak it seemed he might pass out at any moment. Arlene hastily dried
her tears; she had only just woken up, and upon entering the master bedroom, she was greeted with
this grim reality. Judith was dying, the beloved of many years. “Beck, call your brother right away, have
him bring Judith over. Maybe if your father sees her one last time, it could untie the knots in his heart,
give him the will to keep fighting.” Beck’s expression turned grim. From Augus’s perspective, it all just
felt so cold. If Judith could pull through, what about his real little sister? Would she have a chance at
life? Besides himself and his father, did anyone in this house even care about his real sister’s fate? But
in the end, he made the call. Dylan arrived swiftly with Judith in tow. He had carried her on his back,
now even walking was a struggle for her. They settled Judith by Augus’s bedside, where she looked as
if she might fall asleep at any moment. “Dylan, Beck, Mom, could you please step outside? I’d like a
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtmoment alone with Dad.” The others left, and the door closed behind them. Augus, propped up in bed,
wore an expression of detachment. Judith lowered her head, her eyes brimming with malice. If she
could just eliminate Augus, the Sanders family would descend into chaos! And no one would stand in
her way of reclaiming her place in the family, with Dylan and Arlene on her side. Augus was her
obstacle. She didn’t understand how that man managed to deceive the doctors into giving a false
prognosis, convincing Dylan she was knocking on death’s door. The medicine she consumed did make
her appear desperately frail. But die? That was out of the question. She had to live—live better than
anyone else. “Dad, I know you don’t want to see me, but I have to say, I didn’t know Jolin was in the car
that day. I only wanted to get back at Maja, I’m sorry. Anyway, I did wrong, and I own up to it.” She
hung her head in a display of sorrow. Augus wasn’t buying it, but then he caught a whiff of a scent that
made his head spin. Was it her perfume? Already weak, he felt a surge of nausea. Judith continued,
insisting she was truly at fault, hoping for a final meeting before her end, after all those years spent
within the family home. “Dad, please take care of yourself.” Augus, eyes closed, his forehead creased,
suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Judith acted shocked, hurriedly reaching for the glass of water
beside her—no one knew she’d tampered
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with it. She thought, “The old man needed to hurry up and die!” “Dad, what’s wrong? Drink some water.
If you don’t want to see me, I’ll leave right now.” Augus tried to push the water away but lacked the
strength. Judith’s eyes were filled with malice as she tried to force the water into his mouth, but the
door burst open, and there stood Beck, arms crossed. “What do you think you’re doing?” Judith
shuddered, her complexion shifting. “Beck, Dad suddenly started coughing up blood, I was just trying to
help him drink some water.” Beck strode forward, his face marked with disgust. “Back off. You’ve said
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmenough, haven’t you? Didn’t you mention you were close to death? You seem pretty lively to me.” He
took the glass, intending to give it to Augus. But Augus wasn’t having it, attempting to knock the glass
away. Judith couldn’t contain herself any longer, slapping the cup, splashing the water onto Augus’s
neck. She had to seize this chance or lose her opportunity to finish off Augus! That man had said, once
Augus drank this, not even a miracle could save him. But now, the water was all over Augus’s neck.
Fuming, she grabbed the empty glass, trying to feed the last few drops to Augus. Augus coughed
incessantly, feeling a burning pain where the water had hit. Soon after, his head spun, and he
collapsed. “Dad!” Beck grabbed Judith, pushing her away with revulsion, not allowing her near. “Get
out!” Dylan, who had witnessed the scene, strode in, scooping Judith into his arms. “Dylan, take her
and get out. If anything bad happens to Dad, I swear I won’t let her off. Someone, take this glass for
testing.” Judith shrank back, her voice filled with tears. “Beck, do you really think I was poisoning Dad?
Fine, have it tested. If there’s anything wrong with that water, I’ll end it right here, no need for you to lift
a finger, w-w-wah.”
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