The two nurses hadnât noticed anything unusual about Sadie as they engaged in lively chatter, divulging all the details about Holdenâs tender care for Ariana.
Unbeknownst to them, Sadie was absorbing every single word.
She was crouching in a dark corner, her features distorted by menacing shadows.
Her long nails pierced her palms until blood was drawn, her bitterness intensifying with each second.
She brooded over the injustice of her situation, feeling that she had sacrificed everything and still had lost.
Ariana turned out to still be alive.
She couldnât understand why everyone rallied around Ariana, casting her in the role of a villain.
Overwhelmed by her emotions, Sadie closed her eyes and started sobbing quietly.
However, her sobbing quickly morphed into hysterical laughter, and she found herself sprawled on the floor, gasping for air from laughing so hard.
It was then that the nurses finally noticed her.
One nurse, clearly alarmed, said, âThis is creepy; she has completely lost it.
â
Upon hearing this, Sadie halted her laughter, rose to her feet, and marched directly towards the two nurses.
âOnce I get out, Iâll kill Ariana first.
Then, Iâll kill you two,â she declared, her chin held high in defiance.
Although the nurses were aware that Sadie couldnât leave, they were still seized by fear, especially the one who had earlier mocked Sadie.
A chill of dread ran down her spine.
The nurses exchanged no further words and hurriedly pushed the medicine cart away, eager to distance themselves from Sadie.
Three days later, the weather had turned dreary.
Ariana still exhibited no signs of awakening, plunging Holden into deep worry.
He badgered the doctors at Mercy Hospital by day to accelerate their analysis of the enigmatic substance and spent his sleepless nights at Arianaâs beds
ide.
Meanwhile, Adrian oscillated between clarity and hallucinations.
Thankfully, his periods of lucidity were becoming more frequent, making Jennifer slightly relieved.
Out in the hallway, Sonia, despite her injuries, was navigating her rounds in a wheelchair.
Initially, Adrian had yanked her hair; subsequently, he had inflicted severe injuries to her back and abdomen, necessitating several days in the hospital.
After that, she had almost recovered.
It was just that standing for a long time would still cause her discomfort.
Despite this, she wanted to do something.
Ever since Ariana and Adrian were admitted, she had made it a point to visit both of their rooms daily.
However, she faced two challenges: One, maintaining extreme vigilance in Adrianâs room to avoid another violent episode during his hallucinations.
And two, dealing with her unreliable motorized wheelchair, which frequently malfunctioned and failed to brake.
Grumbling about her wheelchair, Sonia took a turn too sharply around a corridor corner, lost control, and crashed directly into someoneâs leg.
âOuch!â Sonia exclaimed, her hand flying to her sore nose.
The man she had run into frowned and said, âNo apology?â
Looking up, Sonia was about to offer an apology, but upon recognizing it was Maxwell, she stopped herself from apologizing and went on the offensive instead.
âYouâre like a walking jinx, and now, it seems your bad luck is contaminating me.
I canât even navigate my wheelchair without stumbling into trouble.
â Sonia snorted and said, âYouâre here constantly, Mr.
Big Boss.
Is the company falling apart now? If that happens, Iâll soon be poached by another company as the lead reporter!â
âWill anyone really dare to poach you?â Maxwell chuckled, his eyes narrowing as he regarded Sonia, his tone taking a dangerous edge.
âOr could it be thatâs what youâre hoping for? Are you thinking of jumping ship?â