“Fine, even if you did it for me back then, what about now? What is the meaning of keeping me locked up in here? And don’t tell me that the condition of my legs is caused by my gunshot wound.”

“It really is due to your injury,” insisted Solomon. “Though Sebastian had shot you in the shoulder blade, it had pressed on a nerve which had affected your ability to walk.”

“You think I’m going to believe you?” Sasha retorted. “Solomon, remember that I’m a doctor as well. I know how a human body works better than you.”

She was so angry that she attempted to stand up from her wheelchair again.

However, her legs failed her again. Being feeble and weakened, they were unable to support the weight of her body.

Solomon walked over and pressed her back down firmly against her wheelchair.

 

“If you don’t believe me, I can call a doctor over.”

“Whose doctor? Yours? I’m locked up here and forced to take your medicine, but you’re telling me that a doctor under your employ will alleviate my doubts.”

 

Sasha antagonized Solomon in a fit of rage.

Solomon’s expression hardened. The gentleness in him had dissipated in a flash.

“Nancy, don’t be unreasonable. I am not going to harm you.”

won’t harm me? You have me imprisoned, I beg to differ. Solomon, is this how you repay my mother? By locking her daughter up and crippling her to be kept by

voice grew shrill with anger. Though she could not move away from him, she struggled

his patience. He pressed her down again. “Nancy, what are you talking about?” he demanded.

like to delude yourselves? You’re the

Solomon’s face contorted

the contrary, she felt a sense of satisfaction at her

told me that your mother forbade you to disclose your identity for fear of your father persecuting you. But by the looks of it,

heart desires, you’ve found a good excuse to make a move against his other son. This is a typical characteristic of the

Smack!

of rage, Solomon slapped

Solomon’s furious panting and the reverberations of that resounding slap, the room fell

the trickle of blood flowing out of the corner

rage as he stared at the woman whom he had just

must you hurt me in this manner?

even deigning to look at him

flowed down, she took it up with her finger and smeared the blood below her eye. This gesture was more

his last shred of hope at reconciliation

he recalled the time when his mother died when

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