“I just said that I came to see you.” As if to corroborate this statement, Mick White began to roam around the corners of the ward, surveying it while saying in an exaggerated tone, “Sis, you’re really blessed, living in a ward that’s so luxurious, and all these furnishings, they must be very expensive, right?”
He picked up a vase and tossed it up and down.
Christine White scolded him with a sober face, “Don’t you move!”
“OK, OK, OK, I won’t move.” Mick White puts the vase back.
The fact that he was so perverse, so obedient, made Christine White more and more uneasy within her mind, and dropping her eyelids she tried, “Say, how much were you going to ask for when you came here?”
“Sis, I didn’t come to you for money.” Mick White bounced up to her.
Christine White leaned back, “Since you’re not asking for money, go back, I’ll never believe it’s as simple as you just coming to see me, and you said in your newsletter yesterday that it was mom who wanted to see me, where is mom? How come you’re the only one coming?”
“Mom has a cold today, so she let me come.” Mick White replied with a slight twinkle in his eye.
Christine White grunted coldly, “Lies, I’m going to give you two choices, either leave on your own or call Mom and Dad and have them come over here with proof of adoption.”
She’s breaking off her adoption with The White Family.
It was the only way she could truly disassociate herself from The White Family.
“Adoption certificate?” Mick White leaned in close and asked, “What do you need an adoption certificate for, sis?”
“It’s none of your business, just do as you’re told.” Christine White returned him with a cold face.
Mick White grimaced, “So, I’ll fight then.”
Christine White frowned, “Fight or leave.”
“I’m not leaving either!” Mick White played the rascal.
Christine White’s small face sank, “No fighting or walking away or saying what you’re really here for, Mick White, do you believe I’m going to call someone to throw you out!”
“You want to call the fat lady?” Mick White wrapped his arms around him, “If it was the fat lady, she’d be unconscious somewhere in the parking lot by now.”
Fat woman?
Christine White’s heart thumped and a slightly obese figure instantly popped into her mind, anxious, “Aunt Lucy’s in a coma? Did you do this?”
Mick White grunted in reply.
Christine White jumped up from the hospital bed, “Why did you do that? What did you do to Aunt Lucy?”
“Can what? A fat woman, I still can’t fuck her, but just knocked out by me.” Mick White said lightly, the malice in his tone, how could he not hide it.
Christine White’s body trembled and her eyes reddened with anger, “You … Why are you doing this?”
“If I don’t, how can I get here without any problems?” Mick White looked at her like she was an idiot.
Christine White thought of something and her grip on the hospital bed railing tightened violently, “It was you, you made that call just now? Did you deliberately expense Aunt Lucy?”
“Still, you’re a little smart, it’s okay, I did the hitting.” Mick White lifted his chin in triumph.
The veins on the back of Christine White’s hand showed, “Why are you doing this?”
“Why?” Mick White looked down and let out a sinister laugh, “Because I hate, because I hate you!”
Christine White’s small face froze slightly, “Hate me?”
“That’s right, the person I hate most in my life, is you.” Mick White looked at her with a twisted expression.
Christine White for the first time saw him reveal such a biting hatred towards her, her mouth opened, and it was only after a long time that she made a sound, “In fact, I’ve never understood, what exactly do you hate me for?”
“See this hand of mine?” Christine White loosened her encircled arm, raised her right hand, which had been hidden in her sleeve, and put it in front of her.
Christine White’s pupils fluttered twice when she saw the hand.
The hand in front of him was no longer a complete hand, five fingers were missing, and only one palm remained on it, which looked a bit oozy.
Christine White took one look and averted her eyes.
“This hand, it was cut off by your husband Baird Lane at his behest.” Mick White ripped off his sleeve and hid the mutilated hand again.
Christine White sighed, “I can understand if you hate me because of this hand, but what I don’t understand is “Heart, where did you get all that hate for me before, when we were so close as kids.”
“You sure forgot.” Mick White sneered.
Christine White’s little face frowned, “Forgot? What exactly are you referring to? Can you say it plainly.”
“Okay, now that you’ve said that, I’ll let you remember again, do you remember the day of my fifth birthday?” Mick White’s eyes turned distant.
Christine White nodded, “Remember.”
“Mom asked you to take me out to get a cake the other day, and I sprained my foot, and you thought I was in the way, and left me with a stranger to go off on my own …”
Hearing this, Christine White pursed her lips, “I didn’t go by myself.”
“But it seems to me that you just walked away, and do you have any idea who that stranger was?” Mick White looked at her coldly.
Christine White had a bad feeling in her heart and her lips moved without speaking.
Mick White suddenly yelled, “It’s the traffickers!”
“That’s impossible!” Christine White’s pupils constricted, “How could it be a human trafficker, if it was a human trafficker, there’s no way you’d still be here.”
Mick White laughed and laughed maniacally, “Of course you think it’s impossible, you left me with him and you walked away, you have no idea what happened behind me, I was almost abducted, it was my luck that the trafficker was caught just as he was about to pick me up, that’s why I’m standing here properly now!”
Christine White’s little face was bloodless, and she could see that he wasn’t lying.
“How did this happen …” Christine White gripped the quilt tightly, her voice trembling, “I don’t know, I really didn’t know he was a trafficker, that day you twisted your ankle, you couldn’t walk, but there was still a distance to the cake store, mom only gave me an hour to go back after taking you to buy the cake, a little bit later I would have to take a beating, I don’t want to take a beating … ”
“So you left me to the traffickers!” Mick White interrupted her.
Christine White shook her head, “I told you, I didn’t know he was a trafficker, I was young too, I was just three years older than you, the man saw my predicament and came over to me and told me he was looking after you for me and to come back to pick you up after I had finished buying the cake, I believed him and gave you to him, I wouldn’t have done it at all had I known he was a trafficker! ”
“Who knows if what you’re saying is true or not, you were disliked by mom and dad growing up, what if you’re jealous of me and purposely trying to get rid of me so that you’re the only child in The White Family …”
“I’m not!” Christine White countered, pulling up her volume, “I was jealous of you, jealous that you were able to get Mom and Dad to like you, but I never wanted to lose you.”
“Meh.” Mick White didn’t believe it at all as he resurfaced with a scowl, “Christine White, no matter what you say, I won’t believe it, all I know is that I was almost abducted because of you, and because you don’t have this hand, there can only be one of us left between you and me!”
“What do you want?” Christine White blushed, her hand slowly reaching toward the bed.
There, there’s an alarm.
Just press it and someone will come.
However, Mick White saw her intention at a glance, and with that intact hand, he cupped her hand and clipped it back behind her back, viciously saying, “Want to call out? There’s no door, I won’t give you the chance to call out!”
Christine White was unable to move when he suppressed her, her arms and arms were numb with pain, and sweat came out on her face, she gasped for breath and asked, “What the hell do you want to do? Can it be that you want to kill me?”