But the moment the third bag filled, my vision turned black, and I fainted.
“Zoey!” Jacob cried out anxiously, but I did not hear him.
When I opened my eyes again, the pup and I were the only ones left in the treatment room.
I struggled to push myself up and pick him up so that we could go home.
A few steps away, I saw Jacob sitting beside Molly’s bed in the treatment room across from mine as he whispered, “Thank goodness you’re both okay.”
Molly’s face was red. It was a stark contrast from my pale face.
I put a hand over my aching heart. I had no wish to see any more of it.
As I was turning away from them, I saw a disheveled Elizabeth. She looked like she had fought some animal and lost.
When she saw me, she cried out in joy, “I told Jacob that you’d wake up soon, but he refused to believe me!
“Since you’re awake, go hunting! The healer said that Molly needs protein, and she loves wild boar—”
“I fainted from loss of blood, and you want me to go out hunting?”
“What else? It was just a bit of blood, and you didn’t die from it, did you?! You’re strong! You’ve already recovered from it!”
Elizabeth’s piercing voice caught Jacob’s attention.
When he walked over, Elizabeth immediately started wailing, “Jacob, are you still going to ask your poor mother to hunt wild boars?”
Jacob gave me a troubled look. “Zoey, my mother can’t do it, and I need to keep Molly company… If you’re feeling sick, why don’t you go after taking a rest?”
I said nothing and just kept staring at Jacob, who was looking increasingly guiltier.
When I still did not move, Elizabeth yelled, “Why does she need any rest?! She’s just putting on an act because she doesn’t want to do it! Go unless you want me to drag you out!”
She stabbed me with her finger as if it was a knife.
“If you don’t go, I’ll take that brat you adopted and turn him into a stew for Molly! He’s made of meat too!”
Jacob frowned, but did not stop her. I could not see his love for me at all.
I blinked away my tears and said hoarsely, “Alright, I’ll go.”
I picked up the pup and shuffled toward the door.
“Zoey…” Jacob’s pained voice came from behind me.
I did not turn around.
I was never going to turn around again.
