Madeline's expression shifted slightly at my words. She slowly turned around, biting her lip, her eyes full of conflict.I knew, at that moment, she finally remembered what kind of family I came from."Consequences, you say? Who the hell are you to scare my wifey like that?" Jacob scolded, seeing me as someone insignificant as an ant.Before I could expose Madeline's secret, she lunged toward me, voice shaking, and softly pleaded, "Christian, please, just bear with it a little for now. We'll talk once we're back home, okay? I promise to explain everything to you."I skipped her question and coldly asked, "I may be able to bear with it, but what about Molly? She needs the money so she can have the treatment she needs! How can you, as her mother, be so brutal and awful…"Her eyes darted away, face flushed red, and after a long pause, she finally squeezed out a sentence. "She's… She's not as sickly as you think. She's fine! It's just that… Can we talk when we get home?"In the end,
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