"If it weren't for her, Everett would never be in this mess! He would have already married Heather and wouldn't be lying in a hospital bed! Dorothy, you give me back my son, you hear me!" Amanda was sobbing so hard she could barely catch her breath, her body slumped to the floor in defeat.
She had always been strong, always been proud. But facing her son's uncertain fate in her twilight years was more than she could bear.
It was simply too cruel! Jonathan wrapped his arms around his wife, trying to offer some comfort, then frowned at Dorothy who was struggling to get up from the ground.
"Get out, you're not welcome here! I've spared you for the sake of the children you bore for the Lopez family, and that's mercy enough! If you don't leave now, I swear..." "I'm not going anywhere." Dorothy had come prepared for anything, "If Everett dies, I won't live without him." The conviction in her eyes was unmistakable.
Jonathan found himself believing her without a trace of doubt.
She was capable of it.
But that didn't mean the Lopez family would ever accept her as a daughter-in-law! He knew all too well that his wife would never accept Dorothy, not to mention the matter with Dorothy's mother.
Once the truth came out, there could be no happy ending! "Then go die! Hurry up and die!" Amanda was beyond reason, attempting to break free from her husband's hold to attack Dorothy again! But Dorothy, though in a pitiful state on the floor, kept her gaze fixed on the red light above the emergency room door.
The light was still on.
That meant Everett was still alive, still fighting.
"Dorothy, if you won't leave on your own, I'll have to have you removed. You can see how your presence affects Everett's mother!" "No, I won't leave. I have to stay with Everett!" Dorothy shook her head as if obsessed, "When he wakes up, he'll want to see me first. I know it! I can't leave!" Jonathan frowned and signaled to the bodyguards standing nearby.
Two men immediately hoisted Dorothy up from either side.
"I've tried to reason with you, but if you won't listen, don't blame me for throwing you out!" Dorothy struggled fiercely, "I need to be here! Don't touch me!" But she was already badly injured, every touch causing her immense pain. How could she fight against two men? Soon, her voice faded away from the emergency room floor.
Jonathan glanced at the elevator, then his gaze fell on the spot where Dorothy had been lying.
The blood there had dried, dark and red like ink.
It seemed she was injured quite seriously.
Amanda in his arms was crying her heart out, her eyes swollen like walnuts.
"Jonathan, it's all that Dorothy's fault! Heather was so gentle, and she loved our son so much that she would never have done something like this! You must send someone to take care of that menace, or our family will never have peace!" Jonathan furrowed his brow deeply, and he let out a heavy sigh, "We do owe Heather for the past, but you've already made a scene for so long. It is enough!” "Our son is in the emergency room, his life hanging by a thread, and you're still defending Dorothy?!" "But it wasn't Dorothy who stabbed our son!" Amanda was stunned into silence by the rebuke, her sobs momentarily forgotten.
Finally, Jonathan stood up, glanced at Dorothy who had been thrown out of the hospital but refused to leave, and said firmly, "Calm yourself. The doctors from abroad are in place and ready. We're preparing to leave. Saving Everett is what's most important now."
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