Chapter 77 Raising Like a Silkworm Chapter 77 Raising Like a Silkworm The following morning, Jessica left home thirty minutes earlier, carrying the breakfast prepared by the nanny, and hurried to the hospital.
As she cautiously entered the ward, Angela woke up.
Jessica blinked her eyes and asked, âOh, did I wake you up?â
Angela weakly smiled and explained, âNo, I didnât sleep well. Why did you come so early? I remember you have classes in the morning.â
âI brought you breakfast. I asked my nanny to make it specially for you. It has been simmering for several hours. Itâs chicken soup, very fragrant.â Jessica put down her backpack and quickly took out the lunchbox from the bag. âWhenever I get sick, my nanny will cook this for me, and Iâll feel better soon!â
As she opened the lid, the room was instantly filled with a delicious aroma, making Angela feel a bit hungry.
These past few days, she hadnât eaten a meal and had been relying on intravenous nutrition.
âHave you eaten? Letâs eat together.â Angelaâs voice was still a bit hoarse.
Upon hearing this, Jessica felt extremely sorry. âIâve already eaten. You eat it all. Itâs all for you.â
Jessica knew that Angela was injured and couldnât move, so she carefully fed her.
âI must say, your dad is truly despicable. How can he be so cruel to you, his own daughter, right after you woke up?â Jessica expressed indignation, âHonestly, be my dadâs daughter instead. Although my dad is uneducated, he knows how to take care of his daughter.â
The Turner Family amassed their fortune as nouveau riche, possessing wealth but lacking in education. They couldnât fit into high society as they looked down upon the Turner Family for their lack of educational background.
The same was true at school, where the children of officials and the wealthy were reluctant to play with Jessica, all because of this reason.
Angela quietly sipped her chicken soup and said with a bitter smile, âThank goodness my isnât here. Otherwise, he would have beaten me again.â
dad âWhat do you mean?â
1/4 264 13:17 +15 Free Coins Chapter 77 Raising Like a Silkworm âI suggested cutting ties and removing my household registration, and thatâs why I got beaten,â Angela spoke lightly.
This experience made her realize that certain blood relationships needed to be cut off. Otherwise, they could exploit the family name to perpetually harm her.
Jessica was shocked for a moment, then gave a thumbs up. âYouâre really brave, but youâre O foolish. At least wait for a time when someone is around before doing this. The beating you received isnât worth it at all.â
If there were outsiders present, George wouldnât have hurt Angela so recklessly. Moreover, someone could have extended a helping hand.
Angela lowered her eyes and sarcastically smiled. âIâm his daughter. Who has the right to him from disciplining his own daughter?â
stop âThatâs not necessarily true. If it were Fanny, your brothers would definitely fight to help her, afraid that she might get hurt even once, treating her delicately.â
Angela squinted her eyes. Jessica is right. I am beaten almost to death, and my own mother and brothers just stand by, watching coldly, without offering a word of advice. What if it is Fanny... Family ties cannot be forced. How does my present self, trapped by that obsession, only awaken after being imprisoned to death?
âAngela, is this your classmate?â The door of the ward was pushed open a little bit, and Queenie stuck out half of her body, asking in confusion.
âQueenie...â Angela saw that it was Queenie and moved her body, unexpectedly pulling on her wound, causing her face to turn pale with pain.
Queenie hurriedly came in nervously and said with concern, âDonât move. Lie down properly.â
Angela lay down and was puzzled about how Queenie knew she was in the hospital. She was afraid that Donald and the others would worry, so she didnât tell them.
Upon realizing that it was getting late, Jessica politely greeted Queenie, bid farewell, and assured Angela that she would return to visit her later before hurrying off to school.
After Jessica left, Angela inquired, âQueenie, how did you know I was here?â
Queenie glanced at her from head to toe, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears. âRelatives from my inâlaws came and brought some local specialties. I assumed you were living alone, so I brought some for you. When I went to Grandmaâs house, no one was there. Later, I went to school and discovered that you hadnât attended class for a few days. Your 2/4 N 160 13:17 Chapter 77 Raising Like a Silkworm counselor informed me.â
*TS Free Coins âQueenie, please donât cry. I didnât tell you because I was afraid you would worry.â Angela hurriedly comforted her.
âWhat happened? Tell me the truth.â Queenie said with a serious expression, pulling up at chair and sitting down.
Upon realizing that she could no longer hide it, Angela explained everything in detail.
After listening. Queenieâs expression grew even more grave. âAngela, youâve become independent. You kept such a significant matter hidden from us. Are you planning to sever ties with us in the future?â
Angela felt a bit lost, bowing her head and accepting the scolding. However, she also understood that Queenie was worried about her, which was why she was so angry.
After Queenie finished scolding, Angela whispered, âQueenie, please donât be angry. I know I was wrong. I have already reported it to the police, and they will soon apprehend the murderer.â
Upon observing that Angela had become even thinner and her face had grown more gaunt, as if she could be blown away by the wind, Queenie felt a pang of sadness. âWas it your classmate who brought you food? She was quite kind to you.â
Angela warmly smiled and introduced Jessica as her best friend at school. Queenie asked, âWhere were Uncle George and Aunt Scarlet during the days you were in the hospital? Did they know?â
Angela suppressed her smile and nodded. âThey knew.â
Since they knew but didnât even show up, Queenie tightly clenched her lips, feeling a sense of suffocation.
However, she was a junior and couldnât blame George for anything.
She simply felt sorry for Angela.
After chatting for a while, Queenie had some matters to attend to at home and had to leave.
The hospital room fell silent once again.
Angela gazed out the window and admired the beautiful scenery of a clear blue sky and the faint glow of dawn.
3/4 13:17 Chapter 77 Raising Like a Silkworm After having the chicken soup and breakfast, she felt warm and at ease.
Throughout the day, there were always people stationed outside Angelaâs room, taking turns to keep watch over her. They would respond immediately if there was any movement.
This day could be considered the most comfortable and peaceful day Angela had experienced in a while.
She ate until she was full and slept until she woke up, just like a content little caterpillar.
In the evening, Jonathan arrived, accompanied by Sebastian.
Sebastian carried a wooden lunch box. It was square and elegant, with the words âLaurel Hotelâ inscribed on it.
It had been specially prepared from Laurel Hotel.
Sebastian smiled and placed the small table board, opening the lunch box and arranging the food on it one by one.
âThis is your favorite dessert, âOrange Blossoms, specially made for you. Thereâs also mushroom soup, garlic bread, and a few side dishes.â
Angela was weak and had been consuming light food recently.
Although the dishes were light, just looking at them made oneâs appetite soar, especially when they were from Laurel Hotel.
Since her arms couldnât move, the nurse skillfully picked up the spoon and fed her.
She ate to her heartâs content, nearly finishing half of it.
After finishing the meal, Angela felt a bit embarrassed. âI ate too much. Jonathan, have you had dinner?â
Jonathan took out a wet tissue and handed it to Angela, smiling softly. âNot yet. Iâll be having dinner at the Sanders Mansion tonight with Grandpa and the others.â
Angela looked up. It was the first time she had heard Jonathan mention Kevin.
Jonathanâs tone was gentle as he added, âWeâll discuss our marriage.â