Filed to story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
Their conversation made Serena’s tears well up once again.
Why, why did she try her hardest to save Grandma, only to have Mirabella steal the limelight?
She was the one who had fallen and nearly broken her bones.She just wanted to be closer to Grandma.
Why was it so difficult?
“Do you believe me when I say it was an accident?”
After leaving Granny’s bedroom, Serena, full of grievances with no one to confide in, could only ask the caregiver beside her.
The caregiver kindly said, “Serena, it must have been an accident. Don’t worry, your family doesn’t blame you, and neither does David. Bella only asked about what happened to better care for granny.
You shouldn’t feel too bad.”
Serena was even more upset after hearing this, and began to cry harder.
After a while, the caregiver returned to attend to Belinda. Sampson asked quietly, “Are Serena’s injuries serious?”
“Some are bleeding, some are bruised and swollen. She has quite a few injuries, even more than Old Mrs.
Griffith. She cried while we were treating her wounds, out of guilt.”
Everyone around felt uneasy.
After Belinda’s fall, Mirabella stayed for an extra day until Clark called to say that Carol couldn’t hold on anymore, and was even coughing up blood.
Only then did Mirabella bid farewell to Belinda.
“Why don’t you stay a few more days?” Belinda was so fond of her, Bella had been so meticulous in her care these past few days that Belinda felt she would miss her.”Bella has classes to attend and work to take care of Sampson gently said, “Once you feel better, I’ll bring you to visit her.”
Mirabella also softly said, “I’ll come and visit whenever I can.”
“Promise me you will.” Belinda held the girl’s hand and couldn’t let go, “As soon as I can get out of bed, I’ll come and visit you.”
“Okay, it’s a deal.”
“Take this with you. Open it when you get home.” Belinda handed a finely crafted small wooden box to Mirabella, “This is my gift for you. You must accept it.”
“No need, Grandma.”
“Take it.”
With Serena right beside them, Belinda didn’t say much and forcefully stuffed the little wooden box into Mirabella’s hands.
“Check it out when you get home.”
“Thanks, Grandma.”
Mirabella then turned to Louisa and the rest, ‘Shall we get going?”
“Mom, take care of yourself, we’ll visit whenever we can.” Louisa’s voice wavered with emotion as she bid her mother goodbye.
Kenneth reminded her of a few things, his eyes welling up with tears.
David couldn’t help but tease, “Come on, it’s not like we’re saying goodbye forever. If you miss us, fly over to visit, or we’ll fly over to see you. It’s just a twelve-hour journey.”
“You little rascal.” Louisa chuckled at his antics.
“Grandma, I’m leaving now. Don’t forget to watch my concert online!” David laughed.
“Alright, alright, I’ll watch it on the surveillance camera; Belinda, unable to get out of bed, could only watch them leave via surveillance cameras.
The private jet sat on the grass just outside the villa.Sampson personally escorted them to the aircraft stairs, reminding Mirabella before she boarded, “Don’t hesitate to visit, and I’ll find time to visit you too. Call or text us when you’re free.”
“Sure, Uncle Sampson. Goodbye.”
“Goodbye.”
Mirabella paused at the top of the aircraft stairs, waved towards the camera, and gave her grandmother a parting smile.
Belinda, who was watching the surveillance feed, felt her eyes moisten at this heartwarming gesture.
Mirabella held the wooden box as she entered the private jet’s lounge and sat down on a single-seater sofa.
Serena couldn’t help but steal glances in her direction.
She was curious about what grandma had given Mirabella and why she couldn’t open it in front of everyone.
Was it something of great value, afraid that she, an “outsider”, would see?
Mirabella sensed her gaze and simply put the wooden box into her backpack, closing her eyes to rest.
Twelve hours later.
The jet landed on the landing strip at Reflections Villa. As soon as Mirabella disembarked and her phone was turned on, she was greeted with over a dozen missed calls and more than twenty unread messages.
All saying the same thing.Logan and Taylor had been in an accident and were currently in critical condition.
Crystal, in an attempt to save them, had been tarnished and was severely injured, hanging on by a thread.
“Bella, hurry over,’ Clark’s voice message to Mirabella was choked with emotion. “Hope Hospital, third floor. “
“Hurry”
“Dad, Mom, I’ll be back shortly.” Mirabella immediately ran towards the garage.
“Where are you going?” Before Louisa could react, her daughter was already far away.
In the blink of an eye, a red sports car sped out of the garage, its speed astonishing.
“What’s going on?” Kenneth looked puzzled, watching Mirabella’s disappearing car. “What’s the rush?
It’s late and she’s driving so fast. It’s not safe.”
“Honey, I have a bad feeling.’ Louisa instinctively grasped Kenneth’s hand, asking worriedly, “Do you remember when Grannie Grace had a heart attack, Bella drove just as fast. Could something have happened to someone we know? Is that why Bella is in such a hurry?”
“Don’t scare yourself,” Kenneth reassured her, though he also felt somewhat worried. “We’ll ask her when she gets back.”
Serena stood by, slightly displeased. Even if Mirabella had some business to attend to, it didn’t warrant rushing off immediately after landing.
Who was she trying to impress by acting so busy?
It was nearly nine in the evening.
What could be so urgent?
She just wanted to gain her parents’ attention, didn’t she?
Serena saw right through it!
Mirabella’s sports car pulled a slick drift, coming to a stop directly in front of the emergency department of the hospital. Rushing out of the car, she just made it to the third-floor corridor when she heard Carol’s cries.
Carol was crying so hard she could barely stand. Two stretchers were right in front of her, the bodies covered with white sheets.
Carol was weeping on the sheets, while Clark tried to comfort her, his eyes welling up with tears.
Mirabella stopped dead in her tracks, realizing she was too late. Logan and Taylor were already gone.
“Mom, Dad.” Carol’s heart-wrenching cries echoed in the corridor.
Doctors and nurses silently bowed their heads, helpless to do anything.
“Their condition was critical when they were brought in, they had lost too much blood. They had already passed the golden hour for treatment,” the surgeon explained.
“My sister could’ve saved them!” Clark started to say, but seeing Mirabella standing nearby, he quickly corrected himself, “Bella, Crystal is still in there. They’re trying to save her!”Mirabella nodded, stepping into the changing room to don her scrubs.
The doctors at Hope Hospital were well aware of her skills. They quickly briefed her on Crystal’s condition, which was dire. There wasn’t a single part of her body that wasn’t injured.
“I think she was trying to say something.”
“Dr. Bella, you know as well as we do that all our attempts to save her are in vain.”
With such severe injuries, there was no chance of survival. It was better to let her leave some final words.
“As long as there’s a glimmer of hope, we can’t give up.”
Despite knowing Crystal’s chances of survival were slim, the sight of Clark with red-rimmed eyes and Carol’s heart-wrenching cries were etched into Mirabella’s mind.
Outside the operating room.
Crystal’s parents rushed in. Hearing the severity of their daughter’s injuries, they couldn’t help but ask Clark, “What happened?”
