Chapter 6
Three days before leaving the country, Anastasia went to the nursing home to see her biological mother, Laura Kaine.
She wanted to say goodbye properly, extend her VIP ward for another 50 years, and leave enough money for her to live out her days in peace.
Back when the Copeland family adopted her, they had used their influence to track down her real
parents.
Her father had passed away five years ago. Her mother was left paralyzed after a car accident, and the Copeland family had placed her in the best nursing home they could find.
When Anastasia arrived with her things, she found Priscilla already there.
The moment Priscilla saw her, she smiled and walked over. “Is this your mother? What a coincidence. I just came with a troupe for a volunteer performance.”
Anastasia ignored her, fixing Laura’s blanket without even a glance.
Seeing herself brushed off again and again, Priscilla’s polite smile slipped away, replaced by a vicious glare.
“You still think you’re some violin prodigy, huh? Your hand is ruined. Don’t you know? It was Eddie who had someone injure you.
“You really have no shame. You knew I was with him, yet you still forced yourself between us Anastasia, you’re pathetic!”
Anastasia looked at her coldly but said nothing
Her calm, indifferent silence–where Priscilla had expected a breakdown–only infuriated her farthur
Born in the countryside, and it shows Even your mother looks hideous”
With that she shoved Anastasia hard to the floor, snatched the hot ketthe from the table, flipped it open and poured the scalding water over 1 aura
A twisted sunde squad across het lase I want to see it a paralyzed vegetable can still feel pain
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The sight made Anastasia snap.
She scrambled up from the floor, only to be kicked down again.
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Towering over her, Priscilla sneered. “As long as you stay in the Copeland family, I’ll make sure you suffer every day.”
On the bed, Laura stared in terror. She wanted to call for help but couldn’t speak–only widen her eyes, pleading silently.
Priscilla clapped her hands together, still smiling, though her eyes were wild with madness.
The next moment, she reached out, yanked off Laura’s ventilator, and let out a cold laugh.
Seeing this. Anastasia finally snapped. She struggled up, desperate to run out and call a nurse
But Priscilla spread her arms and blocked the doorway, staring her down with open provocation.
Minutes passed. The alarms on the medical equipment began to blare.
Laura. starved of oxygen, turned blue.
Anastasia was frantic, but Priscilla pinned her to the floor with a hard stomp, leaving her unable
to move.
She opened her mouth, wanting to scream for help, but no sound came out no matter how hard she tried. Tears spilled down in frustration.
Priscilla sneered at the sight. “If I hadn’t turned Eddie down back then, the title of Mrs. Copeland would never have fallen to you. Do yourself a favor–divorce him now.”
Anastasia couldn’t even hear her. She nodded at everything, just begging with her eves for her to
move
But Priscilla stood firm Clenching her teeth, Anastasia grabbed the fruit knife from the table and swung it in front of her
The very next second, Edward walked in
The glanced at Anastasia waving the knife, then at Priscilla’s tear–streaked, terrified face–and instantly thought he understood
This eyes filled with disappenntinent “Anna, I can’t believe you’ve become so unreasonable Cilla only came here out of kindness to vasil yestar mother, and now you’re threatening her with a knife”
Thomas tan over too, slutching her leg hitting her, and stopping her from hurting Priscilla
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Anastasia dropped the knife. Tears filled her eyes as she looked at him, silently pleading.
She signed frantically in front of him.
Following her gaze, Edward finally noticed Laura on the bed, barely clinging to life.
He frowned and was about to call for a nurse when Priscilla grabbed his sleeve.
She bit her lip, eyes welling like a startled kitten.
“Eddie, we can’t let her keep this up. We have to teach her a lesson.”
Edward gave a grave nod, pushing aside the thought of calling for help.
He turned to Anastasia. “Anna, do you admit you were wrong?”
Rage shook through her body, blood rushing to her head.
She tried to bolt for the door to find a nurse, but Edward’s bodyguards caught her.
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“Apologize to Cilla. Or you’re not leaving.” His voice was ice. “Apologize to Cilla. Otherwise, no one saves your mother.‘
Tears streamed uncontrollably down her face. She swallowed every ounce of pride and hatred and bowed
Once… twice… three times…
She bowed ten times in total before Edward finally nodded in satisfaction.
At that moment, the monitor gave a sharp, continuous alarm.
Anastasia whipped her head around–and froze.
A flat line
Ten minutes of resuscitation later, they declared her dead
As the white sheet covered Laura, Anastasia’s knees gave out She crumpled to the floor, burying her face in her hands as harsh sobs tore from her throat
If only if only help had come minutes cather
If only she had never that Edward
But there are no its
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