Chapter 5

I sat alone in the hospital corridor and did not move for a long time.

My family had left one after another, yet the people who got them killed were still alive. They were even living good lives while they stood above other people.

Why? How could they?!

I cried at the top of my lungs and gritted my teeth in hate. In the end, I could not bear it anymore and rushed into the VIP ward.

I needed them to answer to this!

But before I got closer, I heard Gary York’s voice. He was Samantha’s father. “Clark, you’ve worked hard over the years. If you hadn’t stayed with Samantha, we wouldn’t have known what to do.”

Then, I heard Clark. “Isaac died to save me, and because of her brother’s death, Samantha got bipolar disorder and has been emotionally volatile. It’s only right for me to take care of her for life.”

I was stunned. So, that was how it was. It was no wonder that Clark always protected Samantha no matter what she did, even after so many years.

But why did my family have to die so that he could return this favor?!

Just as I was about to kick the door down, I heard Gary sigh. “What are you going to do with Yvonne Niles? No matter what, Samantha is tied to her parents’ deaths. I don’t think she’s going to let this slide after coming back. I’m worried that she’s going to get Samantha riled up again.”

There was silence for a few seconds. In the end, Clark said coolly, “What does that have to do with Samantha? Yvonne’s parents’ deaths were unfortunate incidents. Her father was already sick. Even if Samantha hadn’t made him angry during that meeting, he would still have died. Besides, it’s been years since it happened. If Yvonne really brought this to court, we don’t have to be afraid.”

My mind went blank.

My father died because of Samantha?

Why was I not told?!

During that instant, I trembled, and my ears rang.

All the things that brought me so much hate and pain were just the tip of the iceberg!

Yet the people in the ward were talking about my parents’ deaths like they were talking about the weather, as if this was nothing.

Hate burned so viciously in me that I lost control and kicked down the door.

Clark’s expression changed, and he called out to me. “Yvonne—”

I rushed over and slapped him across the face.

Clark’s face snapped to the side.

I lunged to the bed.

Samantha was on the bed. I reached out and dragged her down. “You killed my mother, but you weren’t satisfied with it?! You even killed my father and grandmother!”

I was just about to slap her when Clark, yet again, grabbed my wrist.

He scowled as he said, “Calm down, Yvonne.”

I looked up, and I could no longer keep my tears from falling. “How am I supposed to calm down?! You got my entire family killed! My grandmother is dead! I’m going to kill you, Clark!”

Samantha started crying and trembled as she held onto Gary’s sleeve. “Dad… I’m scared… Has she lost her mind?”

Gary’s expression turned sour as he snapped, “Where are the security guards?! Drag her out!”

A few security guards in black rushed in.

I glared at Gary and hissed, “What’s this? Are you going to tie me up and take my naked pictures, just like you did five years ago?”