Novel & Cerita Beneath Her Mercy Chinese Drama

She was the person closest to me, maybe if I could get on her good side__ "You know I don't want to be here, I don't want a baby either, I miss my family, they must think I'm dead or something. I don't even have anyone to talk to in this place." I didn't have to fake the tears falling from my eyes. Her eyes didn't reveal anything, her expression was neither hostile nor friendly.

Nurse Nancy after so long she has agreed to meet me , no more hiding or running away when she sees me . The first time I met her, I was Emily the broken mother who just wanted to safely deliver her babies not Amara the powerful investor. I was simply a patient but she treated me more like family, as though the blood coursing through my veins was her own. She bandaged me with tenderness, spoke to me with patience, and carried me with a love that no nurse was ever obligated to give and how did I repay her kindness? By forcing bribes down her throat. With whispered deals in hospital corridors, coaxing truths from her lips that she should never have been forced to utter. Even now, guilt clings t

she feels helps at the thought of this . ' Its okay ' She answers and she doesn't tell her that she was heading there too . 'Thanks I will sure treat you to a good meal ' Mercy says smiling at her . They get into the car and Mercy starts the car . "Queen I hope we can be friends , you such an easy going person with a low key profile , I know your family is not that poor . Your father owns a company and he does not struggle to provide for you . Though little you don't brag and you just treat everyone well " mercy says .

He is so sweet and overprotective towards his gullible elder sister, don't get me wrong my friend is kind and sweet too naive for her own good, she gets manipulated easily because of her gullibility. Tom, Alex, and I including her mom we'll protect her no matter what, her mom is cool, she's sweet, not tall or short, she braided her hair, she's dark and has wide curves, sometimes I get tempted to pinch her round cheeks, she looks young, although she spent half of her life working hard in the farms to provide for her children, her skin is smooth. Mercy's pov I opened and closed my mouth like a fish, he is proposing marriage to me of all people the damaged me, know that I have healed but my p

I saw the woman who stood at the top of the stairs at the Plaza Hotel while Seraphina stood in the corner, ignored and disgraced. "She gave you her marrow, Chloe," I whispered, my voice trembling with a dark, suffocating rage that burned behind my eyes. "Twelve hours before that boat went down, she was lying on an operating table letting doctors drill into her bone so you could live." Chloe swallowed hard, her hand reaching up to touch the bandage under her sweater. "Lucian, I was dying. The doctors said".

Her feet kicked, and more gagging sounds spilled from her. Eden walked until she stood right in front of her, then dropped her hand to her side before flexing her fingers. Mercy fell down like a pile of dirt and started coughing, heaving, and filling her lungs with the air she needed. I watched as she walked to where she was bundled, her hands massaging the red spot around her throat. Eden angrily yanked the strands of blonde her and pulled back, forcing a tear-stained Mercy to look at her.

"Mrs. Mercy, I never thought that everything would be like this. I think about how to be better than the best beyond anything. However, I'm quite used to this, Madam. When I married one of the commanders in one of the palaces, I was also treated like this by the queen, who would have thought that the queen would actually have such a disgusting relationship with my husband. And now that I'm here I feel the same way, it seems like what God has destined for me is something that I really can't imagine, maybe God really wants to see me always humbled and humiliated. That's why I always feel things like this, I feel so very beautiful. Even though I thought that maybe here I would make lots of frie

She nodded her head in no as she was in no state of giving any excuse to him as she blinked her eyes causing the stream of tears to flow out. "You think by achieving these cheap tactics you can get out of here but let me clear you one thing YOU ARE UNDER MY FUCKING MERCY . FOR THE WORLD YOU ARE MY QUEEN BUT FOR ME YOU ARE MY FUCKING SLAVE. You will earn for mercy here but you will never get it." With a jerk he released her from his grip causing her to stumble on the bed.

Her onyx orbs held no emotion in them as she gazed at the grave with cold eyes. Time slowly faded away but she still knelt in the same position. Then after what seemed to be hours, she lifted her legs and stood up. Her legs were wobbly and she couldn’t stand properly for some time. She lifted her mud stained hands and kowtowed thrice. “Mom, Xin Er will work hard. I’ll get justice for you” No other words left her lips as she lifted her legs and left without looking back. Behind her, the rain continued to fall and a dark shadow also disappeared.

Choices disguised as mercy. She paused over that one. Her fingers trembled, just once. “You deserved better,” she whispered, though she did not say a name. The flames answered without judgment. When the last sheet was gone, she stirred the embers with a metal rod until nothing legible remained. Ash settled into the stone basin like gray snow. Beatrice straightened slowly, her joints protesting. For a moment, she pressed her hand against her chest, feeling the steady rhythm beneath it. Still alive. Still holding the weight.