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With that, Denisse unexpectedly started crying.
Jovan came out of the examination room and what he saw was such a scene.
He came over quickly and pulled Denisse behind him, shouting angrily at Sarahi, “What did you do to Deni? She is sick now, why are you bothering her?”
Sarahi looked at him, who had such fluctuating emotions, and laughed self–deprecatingly.
Even the calmest and most rational person can have a moment of losing control.
Just because of a few drops of tears from Denisse.
He didn’t even ask about the cause and effect, and instinctively put himself in the position of the perpetrator.
This is her husband, the person she used to love.
My heart was tightly gripped by something, and I couldn’t breathe.
Denisse was still crying, “Brother–in–law, please don’t be angry. Sister didn’t do anything wrong. She just said a few words to me when she saw the ring on my hand. Please don’t blame sister for this.”
Jovan’s face darkened. “The transplant date has been set. All these little tricks you’re playing behind my back won’t work. I wouldn’t let anything affect Deni’s surgery.”
He thought that Sarahi did not want to donate her heart, so she deliberately aggravated Denisse’s condition.
Sarahi didn’t explain anything.
Anyway, explanations were useless, and Jovan’s ears couldn’t take in any other words.
She simply turned around silently and went back to the ward, closing the door.
The only thing that accompanies her now is her design drafts.
She liked painting and designing. Her biggest wish in recent years was to have her own designed clothes on the runway.
Fortunately, she received an invitation to the fashion show next year. Unfortunately, she probably won’t make it to next year.
So she wanted to finish the design draft before the surgery, at least to fulfill her wish.
As Sarahi made some changes, the effect of the medicine kicked in and she felt a bit drowsy.
She casually placed the sketchbook by the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
When I woke up again, I felt a rustling sound in my ears and saw a little girl, who was holding a pencil and scribbling all over her design draft.
The originally finished design draft, at this moment, had completely changed.
Sarahi immediately sat up and grabbed the little girl’s hand, scolding, “What are you doing!”
The little girl was startled and looked up.
It was a face that bore a striking resemblance to Denisse’s.
It was Denisse’s daughter – Raina.
“You bad woman, you made my mother cry. I will punish you on behalf of my mother, bad woman!”
Raina cried out loudly, her sharp voice scraping against the glass like nails,
Sarahi looked at all her hard work being destroyed, her anger rising. She didn’t care whether the child was young or not, “Who told you to touch my sketchbook? Haven’t your parents taught you not to touch other people’s things?”
Raina cried even louder, shouting, “Help! The bad woman is going to hit me!”
“Help, Uncle Jovan, help! Grandfather, help!”
In no time, Sir Hubbard and Jovan burst in and both pushed Sarahi aside.
The two people had great strength. Sarahi was heavily bumped into the headboard, causing a sharp pain in her head and her vision to darken.
Ernesto saw Raina, with tears streaming down her face and her wrists red from being pulled, and turned to Sarahi, giving her two punches. “Bad mother,
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why did you hurt Raina!”
Raina cried uncontrollably and said in a grievous tone, “Raina saw this auntie sleeping, so she wanted to cover her with a blanket. Raina doesn’t know what she did to upset the auntie, and she wanted to hit Raina.”
“Raina was very scared, Raina almost got killed.”
Upon hearing these words, Sir Hubbard became furious and exclaimed, “Sarahi, do you have no sense of propriety? How could you lay hands on a child?”
Sarahi didn’t speak.
She lowered her head and touched her hairline, there were wet sticky bloodstains.
Sir Hubbard didn’t pay any attention and, in anger, grabbed her hair, saying, “Is this the upbringing I taught you? Why would you lay a hand on a child?”
Sarahi’s face turned pale with pain.
She was forced to look up and said, “Dad, if I say I didn’t, would you believe me?”
“Do you believe it?”
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