As she spoke, Isabel’s mother was about to step forward and hit him.
George stepped forward and stood in front, “This has nothing to do with Mr. Wilson, you should go- find the person who threw objects from a height.”
Isabel’s father, in grief, supported Isabel’s mother and held her tightly in his arms, saying, “Let’s go and see our daughter.”
They instantly aged several years, supporting each other as they trembled towards the ward.
George understood everything that had happened, he fell silent for a moment, and sighed, “It’s all
karma…”
Martin was silent.
Retribution.
This was also his retribution.
His retribution was to forever lose the person he loved the most.
Martin glanced heavily at the ward and silently pushed the wheelchair away.
The wheelchair was equipped with navigation and, not knowing how long it had been, finally
arrived downstairs at Evelyn’s.
A group of people was seen surrounding downstairs.
Turning my gaze, I saw Evelyn’s brother holding a woman’s hand, crying out, “Don’t leave me…”
The woman became angry and forcefully shook off his hand, saying, “Stop bothering me.”
Evelyn’s brother refused to let go, kneeling down and holding onto the woman’s waist. “My mother went to prison because of you, you can’t leave.”
The woman struggled to break free and said fiercely, “It was clearly your mother who was money–minded. Don’t blame everything on me. Let me go.”
She said, pulling apart Evelyn’s brother’s hand, seeing that he was about to pounce.
The high heels fiercely kicked him, and he bent down in pain.
The woman broke free and hurriedly ran away, carrying her suitcase.
Seeing this scene, the people around started gossiping, one after another.
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“This family was ruthless, sucking their daughter’s blood to find a daughter–in–law.”
“Yeah, for the sake of money, she actually pushed her own daughter. Her daughter is so pitiful, it’s a double tragedy…”
“Yeah, I heard that child was already five months old, fully formed.”
“It’s all retribution. He had hands and feet but didn’t know how to make money. He only knew how to leech off his family. He deserves to never find a wife in his lifetime.”
If you ask me, that woman wasn’t a good catch either. She changed her mind at the last minute and demanded 130,000 dollars to get married. Now that Evelyn’s mother has stepped in, she might just kick her out.
Evelyn’s brother hated it so much that he wanted to bury his head and ran with his head down.
Martin listened for a while besides, and when he heard the child’s formation, his hand trembled slightly.
He tightly clenched his hand, exerting so much force that even his fingertips turned white.
Listening to these words, it felt like my breath was being choked, and gradually, everything went
black before my eyes, and my body fell down.
“Ah, someone fainted here, call an ambulance.”
***
Hospital.
Martin returned to the familiar ward once again.
The doctor took hold of the medical report and shook his head, “Just after a car accident, not fully
recovered and now infected with pneumonia, this will probably leave a chronic condition in the
future.”
George asked anxiously, “What should we do, doctor?”
“Control it with medication first, hoping for improvement.”
Martin had no reaction, as if he couldn’t hear any sound from the outside.
Spring has gone and autumn has come in the blink of an eye.
Martin has recovered from his injuries and has been discharged from the hospital.
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In the early morning mist, Martin suddenly sat up in bed and coughed forcefully.
“Cough, cough, cough…”
The violent coughing sound, tearing at his lungs, causing intense pain, made him feel as if his lungs were about to be coughed out.
The sound gradually faded away.
After a while, the figure in the darkness moved, picked up the medicine from the bedside, and
swallowed it.
Stimulated by the throat, I started coughing again, and the medicine came out.
He could only continue to break open the medicine and swallowed it all expressionlessly.
Then, I lay back down, sweating profusely.
Under the influence of medication, he slept deeply.
He had a very long dream.
In the dream.
Martin and Evelyn were still together.
The child was also born successfully.
They spent the rest of their lives happily and joyfully as a family of three.
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