My younger son, who is seven, is bitten by a snake. I take him to my elder son's hospital to be treated. To my surprise, my elder son's girlfriend thinks I'm his mistress. Not only does she stop the medical personnel from treating my younger son, but she even slaps me. "My boyfriend and I are a perfect match. How dare you bring your illegitimate son here to challenge me!" She pins me to the floor as she pummels and harms me. She even screeches, "A slut like you will only stop going around seducing others once you're incapable of it!" I'm bruised, battered, and bleeding as I'm wheeled into the emergency room. My elder son handles the operation. His hand trembles as he clutches his scalpel, and he looks ashen. "Who did this to you, Mom?"
View MoreBenedict was livid. He couldn't hold in his anger any longer. He gave the bodyguards a look. They grabbed Yvonne's arms, holding her in place.His expression was dark. "I will ask you one last time. Where's my brother?""He's dead."Benedict slapped Yvonne again. This time, the force was enough to make her spit out blood.Yvonne gave up all pretenses. "Benedict Fuller, are you a real man? You're 30 years old, yet that boy was only seven years old. How could he be your brother? Why are you lying? Why are you being so cruel to me?""Stubborn woman!" Benedict kicked her to the ground. Taking out his phone, he pulled up a photo of our entire family. "Look at this. This is my mother. This is my brother."In the photo, my husband and I stood lovingly together, accompanied by Benedict and Jeremy.Only now did Yvonne look scared.When the bodyguards dragged her away, she was shaking and shouting, "Benedict, I'm sorry! Please forgive me! I didn't know she was your mother. Mrs. Fuller,
"Mom?" Benedict said uncertainly.I couldn't open my mouth, but I nodded with tears in my eyes.He broke down, his emotions whirling out of control. "Who did this to you, Mom?"His voice was trembling. He sounded like a helpless child. Suddenly, he stiffened. He had just realized—belatedly—that the "bitch" Yvonne was referring to was me.Thankfully, Benedict didn't take him long to calm down again. He picked up his tools. "Don't worry, Mom. You'll be fine. I will save you."He began checking me over. The more he looked, the more he trembled. His voice shook as he asked, "Mom, did Yvonne do all this to you? Including sewing up your private parts?"I closed my eyes without saying anything.My silence enraged Benedict. Several times, he tried to storm out of the room to look for Yvonne, but Dr. Jansen stopped him. "The most important thing right now is to treat the patient."Poor Benedict. He had always been a good son, but now, he was forced to face his own mother's humiliation.
Benedict rushed into the operating theater and was surprised to see Yvonne alone, holding a scalpel. "You're a nurse. Are you qualified to perform surgery?"Yvonne did not answer him. Instead, she looked at him proudly, seeking praise. "Benedict, I took care of a huge problem for you. Shouldn't you thank me?""What problem?"Yvonne pointed at me and grinned. "This woman wanted to seduce you. Don't worry. I've dealt with her."Benedict was stunned for a moment. "What?"Yvonne hooked her arm through his and said daintily, "You're not angry, are you? I know she was your first love, but I'm your girlfriend now. You can't take her side. Otherwise, I'll ignore you for the rest of my life."Benedict's expression was cold. "I've already told you you're my first girlfriend," he said impatiently. "Why won't you believe me?"Yvonne pouted. "You always lie to me. No man has his first relationship at 30 years old."Benedict spoke the truth. I had always been strict with him. Plus, he was di
Yvonne was stunned for a moment, but she quickly answered calmly, "Dr. Jansen and I are using the room. Are there no other operating theaters available, Ben?"I lay on the operating table and opened my mouth to scream, but as soon as I moved my facial muscles, my wounds stung with pain. I didn't dare to move."It's okay. I'm just asking," Benedict said.Yvonne was completely different when she was talking to Benedict. Unlike the insolence she'd shown me, she was now sweet and dainty as she came up with an excuse. At the end, she added, "Wait for me to finish up. I want to go shopping with you.""Okay. I need to get an Outoman figurine as a gift, too."Even though I couldn't see Benedict's expression, I knew he was smiling.A few days ago, Jeremy had clung to Benedict's arm and asked him for a "big boy" gift since he was turning seven soon.Benedict had nodded and asked him what he wanted, poking Jeremy's forehead as he did so. Jeremy had said, with all the confidence of a seven-
I walked toward Yvonne slowly. "Jeremy is dead. My son is dead."I was crying and laughing at the same time, like I was possessed. "You'll pay for this with your life!"I lunged at Yvonne. However, just as I was about to reach her, I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head.I collapsed to the ground.Francis ran over to Yvonne with a baseball bat in his hands. "Yvonne, are you okay?"She patted herself on the chest, visibly shaken, and shook her head. Then, she stepped on my face. "How dare you try and touch me, you bitch? I'll have to teach you a lesson so you know I'm not someone you should mess with!"My head hurt. My consciousness was beginning to fade.Right before I lost consciousness, I heard Francis ask, "Yvonne, are you sure it's fine that the kid died?"Yvonne scoffed. "This is the emergency room of a hospital. People die here every day. Besides, it was already too late by the time the kid was brought in. He didn't even make it into the emergency room…"Their laught
I was shocked by this unreasonable request.Yvonne pushed me impatiently. She grabbed Jeremy by the hair and shoved his ashen face into mine. I was utterly hopeless.All around me stood Francis's burly thugs. They leered at me, their eyes roaming across my chest.I held my shirt closed by the collar and shook my head, tears falling.Yvonne laughed coldly. "I'm not in any hurry. I'm just not sure whether this little bastard has the time to wait for you to take off your clothes."My tears fell even quicker.Benedict had told me about Yvonne before. He told me that she was kind.I looked at the vicious woman before me and shuddered.Around me, the men were still leering. "Take off your clothes! You're already a cheating slut. What's there to be embarrassed about?" they taunted. "I see that bulge on your chest. What are you hiding under your shirt? Take it off and let us see!"Yvonne took out her phone and began recording. "Snake venom takes about an hour to kill. Figure it ou
The ruby pendant was our family's heirloom.There were two of these pendants. I gave Benedict one of them to give to his significant other. Jeremy would be getting the other one when he was older. In the meantime, I kept it for him.Clearly, Yvonne had gotten the wrong idea.She tore the necklace off my neck in hysterics. "You're a liar, Benedict Fuller! You told me you only loved me. How can you cheat on me with this old woman?"I hate you! I hate you!"My heart hurts, but I still can't stop myself from loving you," she muttered to herself in madness. Then, her eyes went dark. "If they die, then there won't be anything standing between us anymore. Yes. That's it!"She took out her phone and called someone. After a moment, I heard her say, "Francis, you have to help me protect my relationship!"I had no time to watch her lose her mind. Crawling over to Jeremy's bed, I stared anxiously as his complexion turned even worse."Please, save my son!" I begged. "He's been bitten by a v
My younger son, Jeremy Fuller, was being naughty and grabbed a snake. When he wouldn't let go, the snake bit him.My husband was on a business trip at the time, while my older son, Benedict Fuller, was working a night shift at the hospital.Without hesitation, I called a cab and brought Jeremy to the same hospital Benedict was at for emergency care.There, a pretty nurse ran over to me and asked me about Jeremy's situation. Then, she brought him a hospital cot and took him to the emergency room.Choked up, I explained what had happened and begged her to save my son.She kept her eyes on the machines while talking to someone else. Right before Jeremy was pushed into the emergency room, she stopped.I was confused and asked her if something was wrong.The nurse's eyes were dark as she stared at Jeremy. "Do you know Benedict Fuller?"I nodded. "Of course I do. He's my…"Before I could say "son", the nurse slapped me."What the hell?" Putting a hand on my swelling cheek, I looked up at her
My younger son, Jeremy Fuller, was being naughty and grabbed a snake. When he wouldn't let go, the snake bit him.My husband was on a business trip at the time, while my older son, Benedict Fuller, was working a night shift at the hospital.Without hesitation, I called a cab and brought Jeremy to the same hospital Benedict was at for emergency care.There, a pretty nurse ran over to me and asked me about Jeremy's situation. Then, she brought him a hospital cot and took him to the emergency room.Choked up, I explained what had happened and begged her to save my son.She kept her eyes on the machines while talking to someone else. Right before Jeremy was pushed into the emergency room, she stopped.I was confused and asked her if something was wrong.The nurse's eyes were dark as she stared at Jeremy. "Do you know Benedict Fuller?"I nodded. "Of course I do. He's my…"Before I could say "son", the nurse slapped me."What the hell?" Putting a hand on my swelling cheek, I looked up at her...
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