Ashton held me tightly in his arms, his heart aching for me. He pulled a medicine bottle from his pocket and took out a pill for me. After I swallowed it, the color gradually returned to my face.Still, I was weak and exhausted as I grabbed onto his clothes and anxiously asked, "How's Blaire?"Ashton gently patted my back to comfort me, then pointed to the side, where Blaire was being held and treated by the accompanying doctor. A layer of white ointment covered her swollen, red cheek.Before I knew it, she was back in my arms.I clung onto her, staring at her swollen eyes and pitiful little face. A surge of hatred rose in my chest. She sat obediently in my arms and even tried to comfort me. "Don't be sad, Mommy. I'm not in pain anymore."Seeing how sensible she was, I felt like my heart was being torn apart. My precious Blaire, the child I had cherished with all my heart, had just been mistreated by those monsters.With tears in my eyes, I turned to Ashton. "They did this to Bla
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