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Lily was brutally beaten by the robber. She
had multiple fractures and internal injuries…
It was Ethan who ultimately donated 400cc of
blood.
He pulled Lily back from the brink of death,
and she was safely admitted to the ward.
“Lily!”
My heart ached as I stood at the ward door,
watching the doctors intubate and examine
her, my tears dried up.
Ethan was filled with regret, his face pale as
he looked at me.
“Sarah, I didn’t expect you to actually
encounter a robber.”
He frantically tried to defend himself. “I thought Uncle Steven wouldn’t—”
“Wouldn’t what?”
I turned, harshly questioning him. “Wouldn’t
く
what?!”
I knew he thought Dad wouldn’t ignore us.
But in my last life, Dad threw Lily and me into
a dog pound.
He let those starving dogs maul us to
skeletons!
Even as we cried for mercy, he was unmoved.
“Ethan, if anything happens to Lily, I won’t let
you go!”
I shoved him hard.
Ethan choked, stumbling back, closing his
eyes.
“I’m sorry.”
Tiffany arrived and supported Ethan, frowning
and scolding me.
“Sarah, how can you blame Ethan? You
couldn’t control the people you hired…
وو
“SLAP!” My hand landed on Tiffany’s face.
Even now, she tried to smear me.
Ethan distanced himself from her, his
く
expression indifferent.
“Tiffany, what are you trying to say?”
“Lily is Sarah’s only sister. There’s no way
Sarah would put Lily in danger.”
وو
I sneered. Ethan was finally seeing things
clearly, but it was too late!
“Both of you, get out!”
Ethan hesitated, unwilling to anger me
further, and left.
Tiffany, with a wronged expression, followed
him.
A nurse emerged from the ward, giving me
instructions before letting me in.
Lily lay in bed, eyes closed. I trembled as I
touched her face.
“Lily, don’t worry…this life, I’ll protect you.
I leaned against the bed, the pain in my leg
returning.
Ignoring it, I closed my eyes to rest.
