Even though Elizabeth Forster remained silent, Jiang Xu continued to berate her over the phone, saying all sorts of demeaning things. The more she listened, the more self-reproachful Elizabeth Forster felt, and by the end, what Jiang Xu was saying became increasingly harsh. Suddenly, the voice on the phone stopped, and Elizabeth Forster looked at the now darkened screen; it seemed her phone had run out of battery.Barefoot, Elizabeth Forster got out of bed. Her already slender figure had become even more emaciated in recent days, and her face was pale. If one looked closely, they could see the despair in her eyes, as if she had lost all vitality. She now resembled a worn-out doll, feeling the eerie silence of the hospital room. Slowly, she crouched down, hugging her head, with memories of past misfortunes swirling in her mind—those involving Li Mengying, Pete Melville, and her debt to Sheila Dewey. Elizabeth Forster completely broke down. She no longer knew the purpose of her existenc
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