Christina Sanchez then walked out and turned her head to look at the shaking figure in the door, “Charleen Davis, my words have come to this, all three of you if you have any shame, you will not haunt our family again. What to do after that, is your business! However, I have to remind you …”
Christina Sanchez’s words were not yet finished when there was a loud bang and the door was heavily thrown shut by Sammy Jones. The words that followed were never heard again.
Sammy Jones just froze in the doorway, not daring to turn around.
Charleen Davis covered her chest in pain and was already in tears.
What is this injustice and how much debt is there to pay? Why, after all these years, is her daughter still being humiliatedby the Williams family?
“Mom …” finally turned around and called out carefully.
Sammy Jones is like a child who has done something wrong and is afraid to approach.
Charleen Davis dropped onto the couch and looked at her with tears in her eyes, “Is it true what she said? You and Andrea Jones … actually fell out over Neal Williams?”
questioning, leaving Sammy Jones speechless.
This is certainly the default.
“You guys … let me down too much!” The pain was so extreme that Charleen Davis only felt her eyes go black, and the next second, the whole person fainted.
“Ah!” Sammy Jones exclaimed, lunging over, “Mom, don’t you scare me!”
But Charleen Davis is now completely unconscious, lying stiffly on the couch, her face so white that it looks like she will be out of breath at any moment.
“Mom …” Sammy Jones has cried.
She was always very calm, but at the moment she was panicking like no other, calling ‘mom’ over and over again as if to wake her up; while rushing to touch the phone out to call the emergency number.
When they were sent to the military hospital again, they were pushed directly into the emergency room, and the situation was as bad as it could be.
After calling Andrea Jones, Sammy Jones stood against the wall and just felt his legs go weak. Face buried in his hands, tears have dripped out from the cracks of his hands.
By the time Andrea Jones arrived at the hospital, it was 20 minutes later, and Charleen Davis was still in the resuscitation room with no news.
“Sis!” Andrea Jones hurried over, her face full of worry, “How’s Mom?”
Sammy Jones stood up straight and saw Andrea Jones, without saying a word, walked up and waved a painful slap in the face.
”Pop-” a crunching sound, which seemed especially crisp and loud in the quiet long corridor of the hospital. Everyone’s eyes were cast in this direction, and Andrea Jones was completely dazed.
Sammy Jones slapped her so hard and fast that her ears buzzed and she could only stand there with her head down for half a minute.
“The doctor said … mom is overstimulated and her life could be in danger at any moment!” Sammy Jones choked up and tilted his head, not wanting to let the tears fall, but they grew.
She glared at Andrea Jones with resentment, “Do you know why Mom is suddenly like this? Just this morning, she was fine!”
“… Why?” Andrea Jones looked up at her with tears in her eyes.
She did not know why she had to suffer this slap. Her heart was both suffocating and painful. Since when did the two sisters actually strike each other?
“All because of you! Do you know how Christina Sanchez came to the house today and humiliated Mom, humiliated me, and humiliated you?” Sammy Jones stared at her with red eyes and took a deep breath before saying, “She said that Mom instigated us to climb into the Williams family and fantasize about marrying into the Williams family without knowing it!”
Andrea Jones breathed backwards.
Sammy Jones sneered, “Andrea Jones, I don’t care what you think about my love for Neal Williams, I don’t care if you tell any other outsiders, or if you both spread the word all over the world, but … is the kind of thing that the Williams family uses it as a weapon to attack Mom and humiliate her, and that makes me hate you! I don’t care if you and Neal Williams go back to meet the parents, and I don’t care if you want to be with him, but I’m asking you to leave Mom out of it! If you hadn’t gone back with Neal Williams to meet his grandparents without Mom’s knowledge, how would this have happened today?”
Sammy Jones’s tears were flowing more and more rapidly, even his voice became incomplete, “Mom’s condition is already so bad … If anything happens again because of you and the Williams family, I will never forgive you in my life! ”
Andrea Jones stood there blankly, half of her face red and swollen with increasing pain. However, she was unaware of it, and her whole body felt like her soul was disembodied.
Her chest was so clogged that she couldn’t breathe.
It was as if there was an electric drill there that had been constantly, constantly drilling into her heart. The sharp spiral, hard into the heart of the softest, deepest place.
The doctor pulled the curtain out and Sammy Jones immediately rushed up, “Doctor, what’s the situation?”
“Emotions are affecting the patient’s condition, and now that she is in a bad state, it would be best to give her a calm environment and stop stimulating her.”
“Yes yes yes …” Sammy Jones nodded his head repeatedly, not even bothering to wipe his tears, and just asked, “Has my mom woken up yet?”
“Well, wake up, go in and take a look. Get all the hospital procedures done later, and stay in the hospital to recuperate during this time.”
The doctor left with an explanation, and Sammy Jones thanked him and went in to see Charleen Davis, who turned around and gave Andrea Jones a tug when she thought of something.
Andrea Jones then looked up at Sammy Jones, and only after a long time did her eyes find focus.
Sammy Jones was not feeling well either. Especially the red and swollen cheek also made her feel sad. So she turned her face away and said stiffly, “You go and explain it to Mom!”
…
Pulling back the curtain, Andrea Jones saw Charleen Davis lying in a hospital bed.
The white sheets set her whole face more and more pale. Her eyes were closed and she was lying there quietly, like a fish that had lost its water and was dying.
Heart, severe pain.
The thought of being repeatedly humiliated because of her own sickness, she was too guilty to lift her head. Just feel a heavy, suffocating shackle on your shoulders.
“Mom …”
Approaching, she called out softly in a mute voice.
The hand reached under the covers and held the mother’s hand tightly.
The warmth of her fingertips made Charleen Davis feel conscious. With great difficulty, she opened her eyes and saw Andrea Jones and the tears on her cheeks, and her pale lips moved, but she could not speak.
Andrea Jones pressed her moist cheek against the back of her completely shapeless hand and murmured guiltily, “I’m sorry … mom, I’m sorry … I shouldn’t have disobeyed …”
“Did they … bully you?” Charleen Davis spoke with difficulty, each word as weak as a breath.
The hand held tightly to his daughter’s.
The cold temperature stung Andrea Jones to the point of pain.
She shook her head and her tears shook with her, falling onto the quilt, “No! Mom, don’t worry about me, I’m not being bullied by them … really! You promise me to take good care of my health, OK? I promise … that I will never do anything you don’t like again! Really! I will never do … it again.”
Her voice was completely hoarse as she spoke urgently, desperate to relieve Charleen Davis of her worries and depression.
Sammy Jones stood aside, wiping away the tears that had fallen, quietly. Turning his face away from them.
Charleen Davis didn’t have the strength to say much and just squeezed Andrea Jones’ hand, “Don’t stay with him … don’t … get bullied by them again …”
If you knew it would not end well, why make the same mistake again and again?
…
Charleen Davis’ form is getting worse.
She woke up and went back to sleep, waking up very little, but even so, it was getting worse.
In the ward, the atmosphere was so oppressive that people could not breathe.
Neal Williams called, one after another. The number was like a hot potato at the moment, so she didn’t even dare to touch it, so she had to put the phone on silent and force herself not to look at it.
As the phone screen flashed up again, Sammy Jones got up and walked over to her, “Go ahead and go back.”
Andrea Jones shook her head, “I’m staying to take care of Mom.”
“I’m fine tomorrow, I don’t have to go to the office, I’ll stay here tonight.” Sammy Jones insisted.
Andrea Jones is not moving.
Sammy Jones lowered his eyes to hers and paused for a moment before saying, “Go back and put a good compress on your face.”
The tone of voice, still hard. But the eyes flickered down and continued, “Don’t wait until Mom comes to her senses and sees it, and thinks I’m bullying you too!”
Andrea Jones rubbed her cheek and listened to Sammy Jones after all.
…
All the way home, the phone went on and off, dark and on, exactly how many times she no longer knew.
By the time I got home, the phone was dead and the screen would never light up again.
Her whole body is also like being drained of strength, wooden shrink on the sofa, eyes dull looking at the stack of photos on the coffee table, unconsciously take over one by one to look at.
This is the man her mother picked out for her and her sister.
Isn’t it true that marrying any of them would give mom peace of mind. Only … don’t get involved with the Williams family people just fine?
But …
What to do? She seems to have lost her mind. Otherwise, how can every different picture, different face, reflected in her eyes, is that same person …
Neal Williams …
Helplessly murmuring the name, her whole body curled up into a ball, lying on the sofa like a turtle.
If possible, she would like to have a turtle shell, when sad, when helpless can also curl up in it to heal.
But …
Now, her harbor, are no longer able to let her hide from …
…
The tears flowed and got tired. Without realizing it, I fell asleep on the couch.
By the time the doorbell rang frantically, the entire sky had darkened.
She looked up in a daze, and the wall clock on the wall read 11:00.
It’s so late, is it your sister’s return?
The heart is tight and sleepiness is gone.
Fearing that it was some bad news, he ran to the door in his bare feet and opened it.
Once opened, the person standing in the doorway surprised her.
It was Marshall Johnson who was standing in the doorway, sweating and slumped against the frame. When he saw her open the door, he gasped and looked grateful, “Thank goodness you’re home, Auntie.”
“What’s wrong? It’s eleven o’clock, why are you here?” Andrea Jones looked at him strangely.
He was still panting, with a depressed look on his face, “I didn’t want to come either, but our second youngest was too brutal and dug me out from under the covers regardless.”
“He’s back?” Andrea Jones still couldn’t contain the excitement in her heart.
The eyes, which had been weeping without any eyes, flickered irrepressibly upon hearing that person.
Marshall Johnson shook his head, “Of course not. How can you come back so soon when you’ve only been there? There should be quite a bit of work over there.”
Not back yet …
She breathed a sigh of relief. At least, you don’t have to face him right away, but the loss in your heart can’t fool you.
“So what are you here for now?” She asked.
“Second young man said he was calling you as soon as he could today, but, no matter how he called, your phone was not working. It’s so late, he’s worried that something is wrong with you, so he asked me to come and take a look. Auntie, what’s wrong with you? The second young man is so anxious over there that he’s going crazy! Now I’m going crazy too!”
I can’t sleep well, and in the middle of the night also ran out to find someone, really annoying enough.