NovelEnglishThe doctor arrived swiftly, pumping her stomach, prescribing medications, hooking her up to an IV, and asking someone to heat up
a bowl of plain oatmeal.
"Mr. Haskins, her stomach condition is quite severe," the doctor warned in a clinical yet concerned tone. "For the next few months,
she should steer clear of anything spicy. For one month, she'd better only take in oatmeal, nothing rich or heavy."
Fitch wasn't sure whether he took in the doctor's words, his gaze lingering on Zoey's slender wrist.
When had her wrists gotten so thin that the veins stood out stark against her pale skin?
"Got it."
His response was tinged with impatience.
No sooner had the doctor left than his phone blared to life; it was a call from his mother, Sharon.
"Where are they?! Where the hell are they?! | want them locked up for good!"
Sharon's fury was palpable. She had always doted on Mia, her daughter, and now, knowing she was in trouble, she'd gladly tear
Zoey's family apart.
She'd been caring for Mia all day. Mia hadn't been causing a fuss, but nightmares plagued her, waking her up, claiming that she
was ruined.
Sharon was ready to rip Zoey's family limb from limb.
"Fitch, what about those two? Don't hand them over to the cops. | want them to suffer."
"My guys are on it."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSharon breathed a sigh of relief, her teeth nearly grinding to dust. "And Zoey? Mia said she was behind it all. Where is she?"
The Bennitts' incident had Zoey's fingerprints all over it, and now she was involved again.
Sharon would never let this woman off the hook!
Fitch's eyes drifted to Zoey, who was still unconscious at his side.
Thinking of what Mia had gone through, he gently pushed Zoey away.
"Mom, I'll look into it."
"No need to look further, Mia heard those two talking! Hand Zoey over to me, or to Mia."
Fitch remained silent, and Sharon's tone softened a bit.
"Mia's a mess. She trusts you the most. I've sent her over; let her stay with you for a while. She's scared out of her wits, and |
believe only you can protect her."
As Sharon's voice faded, the doorbell echoed through the hall.
Before Fitch could reply, the maid had already opened the door.
Oblivious to Mia's ordeal, the maid found tonight's Mia unusually morose.
Clad in a thick coat with a hat pulled down over her swollen eyes, Mia switched shoes at the door and called out hoarsely, "Fitch."
Her gaze fell on Zoey, who was leaning against Fitch.
Mia froze, then she charged like a madwoman.
"Bitch! Fitch, why is this bitch in our house?! I'll kill her! I'll kill her!"
She'd been eerily quiet these past two days, but the sight of Zoey unhinged her.
Seizing a nearby vase, Mia hurled it at Zoey without hesitation.
Springing up, Fitch grabbed her wrist.
Mia struggled fiercely.
"Let go! I'll kill her! I'll kill her!"
Her screams were shrill and grating, like nails on a chalkboard.
Zoey stirred awake amidst the commotion, her vision blurry as she saw Mia.
Mia's face twisted with rage, teeth sinking into Fitch's wrist.
Pain made him let go, and Mia lunged at Zoey.
"Bitch! You ruined my life!"
Zoey, still connected to an IV, felt her stomach churn.
She tried to push Mia away but was too weak to make it.
Mia, with tears streaming, tightened her grip on Zoey's neck; she was consumed with thoughts of murder.
In moments of life and death, one’s unexpected strength can surge.
Zoey shoved Mia away, only to receive a stinging slap across her face.
Mia glared, seething, "You deserve to die!"
Zoey, touching her cheek, found the situation absurd. Was she in debt to the Haskins from a past life?
"You ruined yourself, Mia. That's on you."
Mia recoiled, as if she was struck by the words.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"What did you say? What did you say?!"
Zoey, dizzy and feverish, tried to smirk but couldn't.
"I said you had it coming."
Before she could react, her wrist was yanked.
This time, it wasn't Mia's grip. It was Fitch's.
Fitch hoisted her up, striding towards the stairs.
Mia, inconsolable, attempted another charge.
Fitch's gaze flicked to a bodyguard nearby.
"Watch her."
The guards swiftly restrained Mia.
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