Hearing Andre’s shout, all three of them hurriedly turned their heads, just in time to see Laura, who had been struggling in her wheelchair, looking like she was trying to escape, but fell on her legs and hit her head on the side of the coffee table, immediately bleeding in a very frightening way.
“Laura!” At the sight of this scene, Helena, not bothering to plead for mercy, hurriedly got up and staggered to Laura, wrapping her up in her arms.
Looking at her daughter’s face covered in blood, Helena was at a loss as to what to do, wanting to reach out and wipe it off but fearing that such an action might aggravate her injuries.
Carefully holding Laura up, Helena broke down in tears, “Laura, are you all right? Don’t scare me, okay? Open your eyes and look at mummy. Please!”
But Laura was already in a coma so she couldn’t hear Helena’s words, nor could she give her a response.
“I’ll take you to the hospital right away, Laura. It’s gonna be fine. Hang in there. If anything happens to you, I can’t live either.” Helena cried out as she struggled to pick up Laura.
But she had just been discharged from the hospital and was not well enough to carry Laura.
Clara rushed to Laura’s side, seeing that the wound on her head was still bleeding, and was worried that it might kill her.
In her mind, Laura deserved to die for all the harm she had done, but not in this way, and the law would punish her crime.
“Let’s not move her now; we should call an ambulance first.” Clara stopped Helena’s movements and took out her mobile phone to call the hospital in a hurry.
After explaining the address and the situation to the emergency services, Clara hung up the phone to take a closer look at Laura’s injuries but was pushed away by Helena.
Helena, who could no longer ask for mercy, was so worried about Laura that she blurted out, “Go away! Laura is unconscious now. Are you satisfied? That’s what you wanted, isn’t it?”
Pushed hard to the ground, Clara felt a sharp pain in her arm; the skin must have been scraped. Her heart was suddenly filled with sorrow; how could Helena blame her for this?
Rushing forward to help Clara up, Horace grimaced when he saw the wound on her arm; he turned to Helena and said in a cold voice.
“Clara is not to blame for this; this is Laura’s fault. How could this have happened if she hadn’t intended to harm people in the first place? She set Clara up over and over again. Do you want Clara to suffer like this?”
Helena was utterly shocked by Laura’s head injury and was so scared and worried that she couldn’t listen to Horace’s words and subconsciously retorted, ” Isn’t Clara fine as she is, and which time did Laura hurt her?”
Hearing this, Clara felt more pain in her heart than in her arm, and even Horace was slightly shaking with anger.
As Helena was Clara’s elder, Horace had always treated her with respect, but this time he felt that Helena had gone too far and did not deserve his respect.
With tears in her eyes, Clara gently broke away from Horace and stepped aside, not wanting to say anything else; Horace knew she was hurt but couldn’t think of anything to comfort her.
Noticing Clara’s scrape, Andre hurriedly found the medical kit at home, went over to her, and whispered, “Clara, go sit down on the sofa over there; I’ll help you with the wound.”
With one hand on Clara’s shoulder, Horace took the medical kit from Andre’s hand with his other hand, “I’ll do it.”
Andre, who had been snatched, looked at his empty hands and clenched his fists, but he knew that the most important thing now was Clara’s injury, so he didn’t say anything but only stifled the anger that was building up in his heart.
Clara was too distracted to notice; she sat quietly on the sofa and let Horace dress her wound.
Although she kept telling herself that she didn’t care, that Helena was just in a hurry, that she hadn’t meant to do it, Clara couldn’t hold back her tears at the sound of her heart-wrenching cries of “Laura, Laura” in her ears.
She used to feel the same way about herself. She remembered a time in her childhood when she had accidentally knocked over the dishes and poured hot soup over herself, burning her hands to the point of blisters.
Helena was so distressed that tears fell from her eyes and rushed her to the hospital, taking her compassionately in her arms after the medicine and gently blowing on her wound.
Helena bought the many sweets she could not usually afford to buy to keep her from crying, and she felt she had the best mother in the world.
Thinking of Helena, who had just pushed herself aside with resentment in her eyes, Clara wondered why the two of them had become like this since Laura had appeared.
Horace carefully bandages Clara’s wound when he suddenly feels ‘water’ dripping onto his arm. Looking upwards, he saw Clara crying silently, her tears falling like broken beads.
Carefully tightening the bandage, Horace sat down next to Clara, wrapping her around his shoulder and offering her silent comfort.
The ambulance soon arrived, and the paramedics lifted Laura onto a stretcher and took her to the hospital for resuscitation.
As she watched the lights on outside the operating centre, Helena fidgeted, afraid that something might happen to Laura. Glancing at the Clara trio that had followed her to the side, she couldn’t help but take her anger out on them and, of course, on Clara.
“Now this makes you happy!” Helena pointed the finger at Clara and chided, “I don’t understand why you won’t leave Laura alone. Yeah, she did some naughty stuff, but you are not hurt. Why do you have to push it this far?”
“Madam, you can’t say things like that.” On the side, Andre couldn’t bear to listen any longer. “This time, it was entirely Laura’s fault. She made me trick Clara into coming to the house and tried to drug Clara again to kill her. I couldn’t stand it any longer before I told Clara and warned her to be careful. Otherwise, it would have been Clara’s life that was in danger now.”
Hearing Andre’s words, Horace’s eyes darkened frighteningly, killing Clara; Laura’s getting daring! He must find a way to end this aftermath when she wakes up.
On the other hand, Helena was stunned for a moment, then shook her head violently, refusing to believe Andre’s words at all, “Nonsense, my Laura is the kindest of all. How could she do that? She has done something wrong in the past because she was ignorant, but she would never kill anyone. Don’t you dare to slander her here!”