Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
Even a pretense of concern would have spared him this feeling of utter letdown.
After the nurse left, Serena wheeled forward again, trying to reach for Martin’s hand. “Martin, give me another chance. I can’t live without you.” Her tears began to fall. “Didn’t we promise each other? To stay together forever, never to part.”
But the word “forever” had never sounded so repulsive to Martin. “What you can’t live without are the fame and the high life! Not me.”
“Martin.” Serena sobbed, “How can you say that. You mean so much to me.”
“Are you still acting, even now? Serena, this is murder.” Martin was livid. “You expect me to forgive someone who intended to kill my mother? My sister? To live out the rest of my days as if nothing happened?”
“I was just so angry. They humiliated me, belittled me. If they had been nicer from the start, I wouldn’t have thought that way. It’s their fault.” Serena blurted without thinking, then quickly clamped her mouth shut.
“So, even now, you think it’s everyone else’s fault?” Martin’s disappointment was beyond words. He closed his eyes for a moment before suddenly slapping her across the face. “That slap was for my mother.”
Serena, and everyone else, was stunned. No one expected Martin to hit her, and hit her so hard.
Her mouth began to bleed.
“And this slap is for my sister!” Another slap landed. “They suffered because of you. Are two slaps too much to ask for?”
Serena never expected to be slapped twice, let alone in front of an audience.
And she certainly didn’t expect Martin to treat her this way.
“He’d rather slap you than call the police, Serena. You’ve lost someone who truly loved YOU Yau newdrhinnd ondnman ike that in your litetime!” Fitch suddenly felt a surge of satisfaction and relief that Martin would no longer be ensnared by such a toxic woman.
As for Martin not calling the police, Fitch wasn’t worried. Serena had done enough to seal her fate, even if nobody else took action, Mirabella surely would.
“Mrs, No, I should say Ms. Lott,” Fitch continued, “last time, to save Martin knel outeica fie allway for Rese cet. begging for medicine to cure you…”
Serena froze, her gaze shifting to Martin in shock.
But Martin was done revisiting the past.
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Lott, you’ve truly broken Martin’s heart this time! He was so good to you, and yet you didn’t value it at all, even plotting against his own mother and sister.”
“Even if the young master has no objection and is willing to let you in, I am not willing to serve you anymore!”
“You’ve disappointed us too much.”
Several servants began to criticize in a clamor.
Serena shed two lines of tears, never expecting that behind the scenes, Martin had done so much for her.
Back then, when she was locked up in the basement by the Collins family, given no food, no water, and beaten all over, in that situation, Martin managed to find someone to save her.
At that time, she thought the world was vast, and there would be plenty of famous doctors to save her, so she didn’t take it to heart.
She never expected that it was Martin enduring humiliation and making deals with others just to save her time and time again.
“Mr. Martin loves you so much, yet you’re not even willing to give him your phone.”
“In fact, Miss Collins has already come, she’s inside trying to save Madam. The young master just didn’t give up hope and wanted to test you again. Never expected you to be so disappointing!!”
Serena was completely stunned, tears stuck in her eyes.
How could Mirabella come??
This despicable person, she would rather save Florence and Diana, but back then, she was unwilling to save her, Serena!!
At this moment, the door of the operating room opened, and everyone immediately rushed over there.
“How is my mother?” Martin asked first, his tone filled with concern.
Other servants also asked one after another, “How is Madam?”
“She’s fine.” Mirabella said simply, immediately causing everyone to breathe a sigh of relief and smile.
Martin looked at her gratefully, “Thank you, Mirabella.”
Apart from thanking her, he really didn’t know what to say to express his feelings at this moment.
“Oh, and there’s the young lady, too.” One of the servants, who seemed anxious, said, “Just now, a nurse came to deliver a critical illness notice, saying Miss Diana won’t last more than two hours.”
“On which floor?” Mirabella asked softly.
“Twelfth floor, let me take you there!” Fitch took the lead.
Mirabella nodded and followed him.
Martin had a lot more to say to Mirabella, but the situation was urgent, so he ultimately didn’t say anything and let her save people first.
Other servants saw a stretcher being pushed out by a nurse, all of them were overjoyed.
“Madam is coming out.”
“Surely it’s the young master’s filial piety that has moved the heavens.”
“I feel it’s because the unlucky person left, that’s why Madam’s condition improved.”
“Don’t speak nonsense, it’s all thanks to Miss Collins.”
Several servants followed the stretcher, Martin looked at his mother on the bed, and suddenly felt that he had made the right decision.
Fortunately, Heaven gave him a chance to make amends.
Serena didn’t know when she had left, there was no trace of her in the entire corridor.
She took a taxi alone and returned to the manor.
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Serena looked at the agreement again, it meant that this manor was to be transferred back to Martin’s name, and they needed her signature.
“Seriously? He’s that impatient?” Serena scoffed as she uncapped her pen with a flourish and signed on the dotted line. She tossed the agreement to her bodyguard and strode towards the grand entrance of the estate.
“Sorry, Ms. Lott, the property now belongs to Mr. Cooper. You’re not permitted inside,” the bodyguard blocked her path, his tone firm.
That stopped Serena in her tracks, irritation flaring within her. “What, so I can’t even live here anymore?”
“That’s correct.”
“And my stuff?”
“Here’s your ID card,” the bodyguard handed over an ID card. “Other than this, everything inside was purchased by Mr. Cooper and has nothing to do with you.”
Serena’s heart sank. Was this their way of kicking her out with nothing?
“I still have a cell phone in there,” she said, trying to push past.
Suddenly, a wall of bodyguards, at least a dozen strong, emerged and barred her way.
“I’m sorry, but except for your ID card, you can’t take anything else,” the lead bodyguard said, his face as expressionless as a statue.
“That phone inside was the only thing my dad left me! Are you really going to claim that too? Isn’t that like stealing?” Serena was fuming now, but the line of impassive faces before her made it clear they didn’t see her as the lady of the house anymore.
Just yesterday, she was the belle of the ball, and now she had hit rock bottom. The swift change of fortune was overwhelming.
“That phone means a lot to me.” She pleaded at the doorstep, trying to reason with them, but the bodyguards might as well have been robots for all the responses she got, just standing there, emotionless, guarding the entrance.
Finally, realizing she was getting nowhere, Serena’s last hope was to call Martin.
What she never expected was to find that Martin had blocked her number!
In disbelief, she dialed again and again, the reality slowly dawning on her with each rejected call. She stood there, stunned, as the truth hit her like a cold slap in the face.
She was disgruntled, her determination not waning as she hassled one of the bodyguards to make a call to Martin.
With no way to shake her insistence, the bodyguard finally dialed Martin’s number in front of her. To their surprise, he picked up promptly.
New Book: Returned To Make Them Pay
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