After the doctor left, Caleb turned to me and said, âIâll dispatch some supplies to the Roz District to appease the injured residents.
But please forgive me, Debra.
I canât leave the hospital yet.
Dylan still needs me.
I have to stay here with him.
â
Denise was still nestled in Calebâs arms.
She had a grief-stricken expression and was continuously mumbling, âMy poor boy.
â
But I noticed that when she raised her hand to wipe her tears, a small smile involuntarily appeared on her face.
Although it disappeared in the blink of an eye, I was certain that I wasnât mistaken,
Because it looked exactly the same as the day when Jenifer took me away.
Ny doubts instantly increased.
As a mother, how could she smile gloatingly when her child was gravely iu?
A terrible conjecture flashed through my mind.
Was Denise responsible for Dylanâs illness worsening?
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I had personally witnessed that his condition had been steadily improving these past few days, He was fine when we talked on video call yesterday.
It was impossible for his health to plummet so suddenly.
But was Denise really so cruel that she would use her son?
Debraâs POV: I cast a wary look at Caleb, my uncertainty Lingering.
It seemed logical to me, yet convincing Caleb appeared unlikely without concrete proof.
Furthermore, his affection for Dylan ran deep.
The weight of Dylanâs grave ailment had already burdened him too much, Revealing Deniseâs deceit would only heighten his anxieties.
I gave him a few moments to process it all.
Having mulled it over, I held my tongue and pivoted to depart.
Right then, the doctor whoâd been examining Zoe emerged from the room.
I rushed to her side and blurted out, âDoctor, howâs she doing
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The doctor responded, âSheâs got multiple burns, but Iâve given her a shot to ease the pain.
Our next step is keeping those wounds clean.
If any infection crops up, Iâll switch to different meds, Sheâs awake now, and you can see her.
â
âOkay, thank you, doctor.
â With my gratitude expressed, I hurried into the room.
âIâve got to uncover the culprits.
Iâll take down those damn thugs, one by one!â
The moment I stepped into the ward, Zoeâs voice, edged with irritation, reached my ears.
She lay in the bed, her teeth clenched in obvious discomfort.
Were she not presently nursing an injury, she would have undoubtedly bolted out of that room, fists flying.
Elena stood by the bed, her eyes brimming with tears, a wellspring of emotion threatening to spill over the edge.
A subtle unease crept over me, and I asked nervously, âWhat happened?â
âHomm Elena cried at the sight of me.