A Crazy Night Novel

Emilia’s words were like a sharp dagger, stabbing directly at Miranda’s heart.

Mortified beyond belief, Miranda couldn’t control herself and slapped Emilia right across her cheek.

The moment her hand fell, Miranda regretted it.

Emilia looked at her mother, her eyes widening in disbelief. “How dare you hit me? What right do you have to hit me?”

Stricken, Miranda pleaded, “I’m sorry, Emilia. I didn’t mean to. I was just too angry, and I couldn’t control myself. Please, forgive me just this once.”

She reached out her hand, hoping to examine Emilia’s cheek, but the latter pushed her away. in disgust.

“Get away from me!” Emilia’s words cut deeper than her actions. “If you had listened to me back then and allowed me to replace Christina and marry Nathaniel, you wouldn’t have been abandoned by the old rascal Gideon and forced to work as a janitor just to get by.”

Staring at Emilia, Miranda gritted her teeth. “Emilia, he’s your father.”

“He doesn’t deserve to be my father. He ruined us. When will you wake up?” Emilia retorted, her grip tightening on Miranda’s shoulder as she spat in a vehement tone, “Look at Sharon, then look at yourself. Are you content with being suppressed by that wretched Christina all your life? Today, she attended a grand banquet, looking all glorious. She caused me harm, and

yet she made me lose my job and even ruined my reputation. I can never work as a model again!”

Overcome with emotion, Emilia burst into tears. “I want Christina dead. I want her dead!”

Her roar echoed through the house, causing Miranda to clamp a hand over Emilia’s mouth in fear. “Calm down, Emilia. The walls here are thin. You need to be quiet.”

Pushing her away, Emilia broke into deranged laughter. “My future is ruined. What else do I have to lose? Even if I was in front of Christina herself, I’d say the same.”

to rest. You’ll

clear-headed, and I know exactly what I’m doing.” Emilia declared, picking up

how her daughter had changed so drastically

had left for work, she had seemed normal.

by morning. Emilia’s elbow

the previous evening and bathed, exposing her wound to hot water for over half an hour. By then, she was

longer, Emilia hurriedly got ready and headed

Emilia had no one

corridor, Emilia took a picture of her wound and edited it before sending it to Christina with a message that read: You injured me yesterday, and the wound has become serious. You need to compensate me for my medical expenses. I’m at the hospital waiting for you. We shall see what

the pinging notification on her phone, Christina fumbled about to bring the device into her sight.

of unease welling up in her stomach, Christina replied: What’s the total medical expense? I’ll wire it to

could lead to amputation. They’ve insisted

of a sense of duty, I’ll cover all your medical expenses, but I’m under no

phone as if intending to bore a hole through it

remained utterly unresponsive

hallway out of the corner of her eye. She quickly rose to her feet and

it the most. She smirked triumphantly and decided to seize the opportunity. With her mind made up, she took a photo of Sharon’s back with her phone and promptly forwarded it to Christina with a caption that read: You can be cruel to an outsider like me, but can you truly disregard your foster mother who raised you? Christina, my health and spirit are deteriorating. Under

doubted that Christina would still act

hold any resentment, direct it at me. Don’t resolve the innocent. I’ll come

latter dialed Sharon’s number several times but to no avail

door, oblivious

pharmacy, she walked toward the hongeal exa