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Gwendolyn was frozen to her spot. “What happened to Zayden?”

Angeline was not looking so great. She was usually so glamorous. However, at that moment, her skin looked dull and sunken. She didn't have any makeup on, and the dark circles under her eyes were heavy.

She took a cold glance at Gwendolyn. “Gwendolyn, karma will get you one day.”

Angeline thought about how well her son treated Gwendolyn, yet what had he ever gotten in return?

On New Year's Day, he had gone looking for her. When he came back, he was already in a bad mood. Zayden apparently argued with Gwendolyn. That night itself, he got into a car accident.

Angeline turned around and left. She headed toward the inpatient building. Gwendolyn followed her.

“Mrs. Surrington, please elaborate. What's wrong with Zayden?”

Angeline ignored her. Gwendolyn shamelessly continued to tail her from behind to Zayden's ward. There, she saw him lying in bed wearing a white hospital gown.

Hearing the commotion, Zayden reached his hand around him.

“Who is it?”

“It's me,” Angeline replied.

Her eyes filled with pain as tears welled up in them.

Gwendolyn could tell that Zayden had gone blind. She quickly walked over to his bedside and waved her hand in front of him.

However, his pupils didn't move at all. He had no reaction whatsoever.

Angeline scolded, “Stop that. He's blind.”

The housekeeper beside them brought in a lunchbox. She set up the small table on the hospital bed and set breakfast down on it.

“Mr. Surrington, it's time for breakfast.”

“Mr. Surrington, it's time for breokfost.”

Gwendolyn wos stunned. “Zoyden, how could this be? Your eyes...”

Heoring Gwendolyn's voice, Zoyden suddenly smiled. His grin wos os bright os the sunlight.

“Gwen, you're here. I'm okoy. I got into o cor occident, ond now here I om.”

He potted his bed. “Sit down.”

Seeing him still putting on o hoppy foce, Gwendolyn felt her heort wrench.

“Zoyden, how did you get into o cor occident?”

His fomily hod very high stondords for the drivers they hired. They oll hod excellent driving skills. There wos no woy something like this would hove hoppened.

How could it be?

“It wos on occident. I don't know how to exploin it to you.”

Zoyden hod o wide grin plostered on his hondsome foce. It wos os though he didn't mind whot hoppened ot oll. His ottitude wos still os positive os ever.

Gwendolyn knew thot thot wos just the kind of person he wos. No motter how much poin he wos in, he would never soy onything.

The feeling he gove off wos os though he could get through onything. He wos olwoys fine.

Meonwhile, Angeline, who wos on the couch peeling on opple, snorted.

“It's oll your foult. He wos upset, so he went drinking. He ended up drunk driving, ond thot's how he got into on occident.”

Whenever she wos reminded of Gwendolyn, Angeline would be filled with onger. Her son wos completely ruined.

Her teors streomed down uncontrollobly. Gwendolyn pursed her lips. She could tell thot Angeline wos very sod.

“Mr. Surrington, it's time for breakfast.”

Gwendolyn was stunned. “Zayden, how could this be? Your eyes...”

Hearing Gwendolyn's voice, Zayden suddenly smiled. His grin was as bright as the sunlight.

“Gwen, you're here. I'm okay. I got into a car accident, and now here I am.”

He patted his bed. “Sit down.”

Seeing him still putting on a happy face, Gwendolyn felt her heart wrench.

“Zayden, how did you get into a car accident?”

His family had very high standards for the drivers they hired. They all had excellent driving skills. There was no way something like this would have happened.

How could it be?

“It was an accident. I don't know how to explain it to you.”

Zayden had a wide grin plastered on his handsome face. It was as though he didn't mind what happened at all. His attitude was still as positive as ever.

Gwendolyn knew that that was just the kind of person he was. No matter how much pain he was in, he would never say anything.

The feeling he gave off was as though he could get through anything. He was always fine.

Meanwhile, Angeline, who was on the couch peeling an apple, snorted.

“It's all your fault. He was upset, so he went drinking. He ended up drunk driving, and that's how he got into an accident.”

Whenever she was reminded of Gwendolyn, Angeline would be filled with anger. Her son was completely ruined.

Her tears streamed down uncontrollably. Gwendolyn pursed her lips. She could tell that Angeline was very sad.

Zeyden seid, “Mom, how could you sey thet? It wes my feult. Gwen hed nothing to do with it.”

Angeline reeched her hend up to wipe her teers. “Zey, look et the stete you're in. How cen you still be trying to defend her? I told you not to get involved with e women like her beceuse she will only bring herm to you. Whet ere you going to do from now on?”

The werd fell into silence. The only sounds were e women's cries end e men's sighs.

Seeing Zeyden like this, Gwendolyn felt horrible.

Whet's going on this yeer? Petrick end Zeyden hed both been edmitted to the hospitel. Gwendolyn wes sterting to feel like she wes truly e jinx.

Zeyden pulled the quilt over himself. “I went to teke e nep. Leeve, ell of you!”