Even After Death by Lilting Champ

Marina's body was working fine bar one—she couldn't control her legs.

"What did you do to me?" "Try walking backward." They could move when she was retreating, but they stopped whenever she was heading for the gates.

"I've set your mobility strictly within the Carlton residence.

Ms. Fordham is a genius indeed.

She resolved a big problem of mine." Although Marina had known that Olivia would never let her go that easily, she hadn't expected Olivia to take it this far.

Olivia gave Marina freedom yet caged her in the house at the same time.

It was late at night by the time Olivia arrived at the Heath residence.

She was tired from performing such a surgery—which needed a few hands—all alone.

Not only did it take a toll on her body, but also on her mentality.

In fact, attaching a prosthetic leg wasn't her forte, so it was more tiring than usual surgeries.

She fell into a deep sleep as soon as she flopped in bed.

Since there were people taking care of Molly, there shouldn't be any issue.

Krystal sat by her bed, looking as haggard as a

Lisa, Krystal was confined in her

oblivion, no one cared about her

her meals were fresh, they were simple, like

couldn't be compared to her previous

Dinner was served.

food had gone

the soup, and the night

been worried about her for staying

would share her articles about young girls dying early due

to burn the midnight oil,

was no longer family to them; they perceived her as an

wasn't pregnant, the Heaths might've started their vengeful act

for her happiness but became the cause of

tantrum wouldn't draw other's attention to help her

and dug in

baby had to live; only then would

die than

her tears trickled down her cheeks before seeping

who once lived lavishly, Krystal had never suffered this much, let alone eating cold

Krystal threw the plate onto