Let Me Stay The Night

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.”

room to rest. You’ll think clearer after a good night’s sleep,” Miranda pleaded.

drink. In fact, I’m very clear-headed, and I know exactly what I’m doing.” Emilia declared, picking up her purse from the

daughter had changed so drastically in such a short span

afternoon when Emilia had left for

on, and by morning. Emilia’s

the doctor’s orders the previous evening and bathed, exposing her wound to hot water for over half

longer, Emilia hurriedly got ready and headed to the hospital alone.

work early, so Emilia had no one else to

injured me yesterday, and the wound has become serious. You need to compensate me for my medical expenses. I’m at

the device into her sight. A jarring image

up in her stomach, Christina replied: What’s the total medical expense? I’ll

doctor said the infection was serious and could lead to amputation. They’ve insisted

as she texted: Out of a sense of duty, I’ll cover all your medical expenses, but I’m under no obligation to tend

to bore

utterly unresponsive to her

caught a familiar figure flashing by at the end of the hallway out of the corner of her eye.

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 duress,

would still act indifferently after this

intense as the replied Emilia, if you hold any resentment, direct it at

replying to Christina’s messages Concerned, the latter dialed Sharon’s number several times but to

and dashed out the door, oblivious to the butler calling out to

pharmacy, she walked toward the hongeal exa alone with