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low.
Upon hearing the news, Heather’s expression hardened as he gestured for a servant and whispered something
Moments later, a doctor in a white coat arrived, carefully took the cat’s lifeless body and began his examination “It’s true that the wounds were inflicted with a knife, the method eerily precise. The cat was drained of blood and
died in agony.”
Soon after, security personnel rushed in to report, “We reviewed the surveillance footage. This afternoon, only the eldest young miss entered the garden.”
Heather’s expression darkened, her eyes locking on Daisy with a cold, commanding gaze. “Do you have anything else to say?”
Daisy’s lips parted, but no words came out.
She had known it would come to this.
Finally, Daisy spoke softly. “What can I say? You’ve never believed me. What’s left for me to say?”
Desmond hesitated, his gaze faltering for a moment.
*Sister, are you saying I purposely framed you?”
Heather shook her head, tears spilling from her eyes as she sobbed harder. “Althea was the only thing my mother left me. Even if I wanted to frame you, how could I bear to sacrifice her life for it?”
With that, Heather collapsed, overcome with grief.
Desmond immediately caught her, his expression hardening again. “Daisy, I never imagined you could become
so vicious
“At the wedding. I was the one who abandoned you. If you want to hate someone, hate me. Taking it out on
Heather’s cat, what kind of person does that?”
His eyes were filled with disappointment. “The Thomas Family can’t accept a daughter–in–law who’s so cruel and underhanded. If this is how it is, let’s cancel the engagement.”
“Fine,” Daisy replied, calm and steady.
Desmond’s anger froze, his expression darkening further. “I’m not joking. Don’t regret this later.”
Before he could continue, Daisy’s parents arrived in a hurry.
Without a second of hesitation, Samuel slapped Daisy hard across the face. “How could I have raised such a
wicked daughter?!”
Daisy’s face, already bruised from an earlier beating, split open again from the fresh slap.
But her father, still seething, raised his hand once more. “Today, you kill a cat. Tomorrow, you’ll kill a person!”
“Ever since you woke up, all you’ve brought is chaos into this family!”
“If I’d known you’d turn out like this, I would’ve preferred you died in that car accident!”
*Someone, lock her up! No food! She’ll stay locked up until she truly reflects on her actions!”
The sting of the slap spread like a thousand needles pricking at her skin. Her head pounded, nausea churned in her stomach and she dry–heaved, but no pain could match the ache in her chest.
Years ago, during the car accident, she had dragged her parents and Desmond out of the car one by one as it
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teetered on the edge of an explosion.
She had only become a shell of herself, lying unconscious for three long years, all because she had sacrificed
her life to save them.
And now, they cursed her for not dying in that accident.
Daisy felt the wetness on her face and couldn’t tell whether it was blood or tears. She lifted her head, eyes searching for the faces of those who had once meant the world to her
But now, their expressions were unrecognizably cold and cruel.
Daisy let out a soft, hollow laugh, but her eyes were empty as if something vital had drained from her soul, never
to return.
For a brief moment, Desmond and Hannah, Daisy’s mother felt an unsettling emptiness in their hearts, as if they had lost something precious and irreplaceable. Their instincts screamed to reach out, to beg for forgiveness for Daisy
But before they could act, Heather stepped in front of them.
“Mom, Desmond,” she began, “as much as I hate seeing my sister suffer, Father’s actions aren’t unjust. Letting her learn now is better than waiting for her to destroy everything.”
“After all, we can protect her here, but the outside world won’t be as kind.”
At her words, Hannah’s hand fell to her side
Desmond nodded reluctantly “You’re right. She needs to learn now.”
Daisy was dragged away, her body limp as they locked her in the abandoned garage, her fate sealed.
