Soon, there was a scream from Grace, and she rolled down the stairs.
In the end, she fell onto the marble floor and lost consciousness on the spot.
“Grace!”
The chaotic scene came to a sudden halt. Mrs. Waters widened her eyes in panic as she saw Grace lying motionless.
Emily and Milena, who were cleaning downstairs, were also shocked and hurriedly went forward to check on Grace’s condition.
Janelle’s crying grew louder, and Nana felt her head buzzing.
Just as she was stunned, Mrs. Waters slapped her across the face.
“You wicked woman! You pushed Grace down from the stairs!”
“Why don’t you just die! If anything happens to Grace, I won’t spare you!”
The slap was forceful and resounding, and Mrs. Waters’ curses were accompanied by flying spittle.
Nana hadn’t even recovered her senses when she was struck by Mrs. Waters. She didn’t even have a chance to fight back, just staring blankly as Mrs. Waters rushed down the stairs while crying and holding Grace’s head.
Emily realized the situation was dire and turned to grab her phone from the sofa to call for emergency assistance.
Milena called out to Grace and also reminded Mrs. Waters that she was pinching Grace’s pressure point.
Mrs. Waters pinched her twice with force, and surprisingly, it seemed to work. Grace’s eyes twitched, and she slowly opened them.
In a daze, Grace saw Mrs. Waters looking anxiously at her. She weakly smiled and said, “Mrs. Waters, I’m fine, just feeling a bit sore…”
Upon hearing Grace speak, Mrs. Waters let out a sigh of relief.
But when she saw that half of Grace’s face was bruised, Mrs. Waters grew even more worried about the child in her belly.
“Grace, let us help you sit on the sofa. The ambulance will arrive soon. Hold on, okay!”
Mrs. Waters comforted Grace like a child, and together with Milena, they lifted her onto the sofa.
However, as soon as Grace’s bottom touched the cushion, she curled up suddenly as if receiving an electric shock.
“My stomach hurts so much, it feels like being twisted by a knife…”
As soon as Grace let out a piercing scream, Mrs. Waters was dumbfounded, realizing that her grandchild was probably not going to make it.
Soon after, the ambulance arrived, and medical professionals carried her inside. Mrs. Waters, in a state of panic, followed along.
After about two hours, when Grace was pushed out of the operating room by a nurse, Mrs. Waters saw her tear-stained face at a glance.
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Waters…”
One of Grace’s arms was wrapped in bandages, her face was pale, and her voice weak.
Mrs. Waters understood what she meant and quickly looked up to ask the nurse, “How is my daughter-in-law? Is the child in her belly okay?”
The nurse wore a regretful expression and shook her head with a sigh, “I’m sorry, ma’am. The patient suffered severe injuries from the fall, and she had a miscarriage.”
“My grandchild is gone?”
Mrs. Waters opened her mouth wide, her eyes staring blankly.
A crafty gleam flashed in Grace’s eyes, but it quickly dissipated as she tearfully apologized, “It’s all my fault, Mrs. Waters. I didn’t protect the child. I’m sorry, please scold me…”
Listening to Grace’s continuous self-reproach, Mrs. Waters snapped out of her grief.
“No! It’s not your fault!”
Mrs. Waters’ facial muscles stiffened, and she suddenly became furious.
She patted Grace’s hand, suppressing her anger, and comforted, “If the child is gone, it’s gone. Take care of yourself first. I’ll come to the hospital later to see you!”
With that, Mrs. Waters turned and left, her departing figure exuding a wrathful aura.
Immediately after, Mrs. Waters rushed back home, wishing she could grab a kitchen knife and chop Nana into pieces.
However, when she entered the living room, she found only Emily and Milena whispering to each other.
“Where is Nana?”
Mrs. Waters asked, her face turning red.
“Madam left with the child.”
Milena noticed Mrs. Waters sweating profusely and approached her, offering a tissue in a pleasing manner.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she reached Mrs. Waters, she received a surprise.
“Slap! Slap!”
Mrs. Waters struck Milena across the face twice and even kicked her, angrily scolding, “Are you out of your mind? Who told you to address Nana as ‘Madam.’?”
In the heat of the moment, Mrs. Waters harbored deep hatred for Nana and vented her anger onto Milena.
“Weren’t you planning to resign next week? Well, leave right now!”
Mrs. Waters pulled out her wallet, quickly counted some money, and threw it at Milena’s face.
“This is half a month’s salary. Pack your things and leave immediately!”
After driving the maid away, Mrs. Waters called Carl and told him to come home immediately.
At that moment, Carl was looking at houses in a quiet neighborhood.
He had set his sights on a small duplex villa, just the right size for a family of three.
Although the rent was not cheap, Carl had recently sold a script to a film and television company with Hailey’s help.
With the new income in hand, Carl didn’t hesitate to rent the place to provide a good living environment for Nana and their daughter.
After paying the deposit, he couldn’t wait to rush home and share the good news of their upcoming move with Nana.
However, before he could reach home, he received a call from Mrs. Waters.
Sensing something wrong in his mother’s voice, Carl was afraid that something had happened to Nana and the child. He ran two red lights and rushed into the house.
“Mom! What happened?”
He asked, panting heavily, noticing the strange atmosphere in the house.
It was an abnormal silence. Carl furrowed his brow and saw his mother sitting on the sofa without saying a word, immediately rushing upstairs.
The upstairs was equally silent. He hurriedly entered the bedroom and found a letter left on the table.
Recognizing Nana’s handwriting, Carl opened and read the letter, learning that she had taken the child and returned to her parents’ home.
“Nana…”
Reading Nana’s rational yet melancholic words in the letter, Carl felt a pang of heartache.
After collecting the letter and returning to the living room, Carl thought his mother had driven Nana away and angrily questioned, “Mom, did you have another argument with Nana? Did you drive her and my daughter away?”
Mrs. Waters, however, smirked sarcastically and coldly glanced at Carl, replying, “Are you blind? When did I drive her away?”
Carl couldn’t find any words to respond to his mother’s reply, but he knew very well that Nana leaving was undoubtedly connected to Mrs. Waters.
“Fine, I worded it wrong. You didn’t drive her away.”
He didn’t want to argue with Mrs. Waters and sneered, asking, “What exactly happened? Did you force her to leave?”
Seeing Carl constantly shifting the blame onto her, Mrs. Waters couldn’t sit still. She stood up in an outburst of emotion.
“You want to know where she is? Why don’t you just call Nana and ask her what she did!”
With anger and resentment in her eyes, Mrs. Waters revealed that Nana had added laxatives to the supplements for Grace. She also disclosed the incident of pushing Grace down the stairs.
Finally, Mrs. Waters, looking at Carl’s incredulous expression, informed him with indignation, “Now Grace had a miscarriage, and I won’t be able to see my grandchild. You and Nana must be delighted, right?”
Carl was shocked once again upon hearing this. Although he didn’t care about the child in Grace’s belly, this turn of events was beyond his expectations.
“No way! Nana couldn’t have pushed Grace. I believe her!”
Trying to keep a clear mind, Carl shook his head, finding it even more unbelievable.