Chapter 4

I rushed to the old city area in a frenzy. All that remained in my head was one single thought.

My grandmother’s heart was weak. She could not handle shocks.

As I ran up, I saw red paint sprayed all over the walls.

[Die, cheater!]

[Your entire family should die, witch!]

[Shameless!]

There were even funeral wreaths strewn all over the door.

A number of neighbors stood at the stairwell and were talking in whispers.

When I opened the door and walked in, I saw my favorite stew in the kitchen. The familiar scent was in the air, but my grandmother had collapsed at the kitchen door. She was motionless.

“Grandma!”

I ran over to her, but my hands trembled so much that I was almost unable to pick her up.

My grandmother’s face was pale, and she was unconscious.

But all the onlookers refused to help and only criticized me.

I gritted my teeth, carried my unconscious grandmother downstairs and brought her to the hospital.

The light stating that the emergency room was occupied was annoyingly bright.

I stood outside in a disheveled state. My face was still swollen, and blisters covered my burned arm, but I did not care.

A nurse came over with a grim expression. “Your grandmother suffered an acute myocardial infarction and needs surgery right now.”

I grabbed her like she was my savior. “Do it!”

The nurse hesitated. “The chief physician who can do this surgery is currently treating another important patient. You might have to wait.”

I froze. “My grandmother is about to die, and you’re asking me to wait?!”

The nurse looked troubled. “I’m sorry. That patient is of special status. We can’t do anything about it.”

My mind went blank, and I ran into the VIP room.

But the moment I opened the door, I saw Samantha lying in bed. When she saw me, she was first stunned before she smirked. “Yvonne?”

I clenched my fists tightly. “Ask the doctor to save my grandmother first. She’s about to die.”

Samantha blinked. Then, she said in an innocent, gentle voice, “But my heart is hurting too. It’s because you made me so mad yesterday. The doctor is checking on me.”

I almost broke down. “That’s a human life, Samantha! You can hurt me, but not my grandmother!”

My parents had already passed. My grandmother was my only family left. I could not lose her.

Samantha stared at me and chuckled. “Sure. Beg for it, and I’ll ask the doctor to go.”

I only froze for two seconds before I started begging.

When I was forced out of the country, in order to not drag my grandmother into my mess, I had not even dared to contact her during the first few years.

I never dared to tell her all those dirty, humiliating things that had transpired. I only wanted to live safely and for a long time.

I had already lost too many things. I could not lose my grandmother as well. “Please ask the doctor to save my grandmother.”

When I started begging, Samantha giggled.

She walked over to me and looked down at me. “You really look like a dog right now, Yvonne.”

Then, she stomped on the back of my hand.

Pain shot up and I grunted, but she only put more weight into her foot, as if she wanted to crush my bones.

She leaned down and whispered into my ears, “Your grandmother and your parents all deserve to die. It’s their fault for giving birth to such a witch like you.”

I looked up with bloodshot eyes.

Suddenly, someone spoke up from the entrance, “Samantha.”

Her expression immediately changed, and she started crying as she threw herself into Clark’s arms. “Clark, my heart hurts, but Yvonne won’t let me see the doctor! Does she want me to die so that she can get back together with you?”

Clark frowned at me with disappointment. “Yvonne, you were the one who insisted on breaking up with me. Now, you’re targeting my fiancee. What exactly are you trying to do?”

I did not have time to argue with them. I only wanted to save my grandmother.

“Move.”

I should not have hoped for such monsters to do something humane.

Since this was not going to work, I should just contact another hospital.

But right after I started walking, Clark grabbed my wrist. “Are you regretting this? Is that why you keep showing up again?”

I flung his hand off. “Are you crazy?!”

I ran to the emergency treatment room, only to find the medical staff removing their masks.

As they looked at me, they did so with complicated expressions.

“I’m sorry. We did our best.”

I froze.

Suddenly, I could no longer hear anything. It was as if someone pushed down on the mute button.

I brought my head up slowly and saw my grandmother lying quietly on the bed with a white cloth over her body.

At that moment, I realized that I no longer had any blood relatives left.

I felt as if I had returned to the afternoon I lost my mother.

It was like the world had shattered. Even breathing was a herculean task.