Cold prison, brick walls, Adriana in prison uniform, sitting alone in the detention cell, looking around the wrongdoers, or standing or lying beside her, anyone cast an unpredictable look when it makes her feel afraid.
Sunrise and sunset, she could not even see a ray of sunlight except for the light in the detention room that allowed her to distinguish between day and night.
The bleak days were the worst life she had ever spent in her life.
She could not help but recall the period of pregnancy when she once gave birth on Peter’s behalf, and was also confined to the villa, and could only walk back and forth among the acres of land every day.
But at that time, she was served, could see the sun, rain, stars, bright moon, could enjoy the flowers and scenery, feel all the beauty.
But at this point, even breathing in the cramped detention room was suffocating.
Because the case has not yet been determined, she remains in detention, not in prison.
Even so, Adriana felt that every day was like a torture.
“Hiss …”
Suddenly, pain flooded the palm of her foot. She took off her shoes and looked down at the wound on the palm of her foot.
That day Sloane was unconscious, Harlee carried her, dashing down the mountain, Adriana followed, wearing soft-soled shoes on the potholes, long before she realized that the black shoes were stained with blood.
But she didn’t say anything to anyone, just suffered in silence alone.
To this day, she has a vague pain in the palm of her foot, and only when she lifts her foot does she realize that it is inflamed again.
She suddenly felt that the relationship between her and Peter was like the current foot injury, always when it was just healing, and after it looked good, it was a dark blackness and pain that kept on torturing.
…
Hospital.
“Ahem …”
Theresa, lying in bed, coughed softly and sat up.
When Mrs. Alston saw her get up, she immediately said, “Ouch, silly girl, hurry up and lie down, lie down quickly.” She was genuinely concerned about Theresa.
So when Theresa woke up yesterday until now, she has not been willing to let her out of bed, but just let her lie in bed to rest.
Theresa looked haggard and shook her head, “Godmother, I’m fine, I just wanted to get up and see Peter, it’s my fault for causing him to get hurt.”
As she spoke, her tears coalesced in her eyes, converging into teardrops that hung at the edges of her eyes, weeping and weeping, pitiful.
“Silly girl, Godmother was young too, of course she knows that you also have no choice. Godmother does not blame you.”
She said in a serious tone.
“Well … godmother.”
After hearing Mrs. Alston’s words, Theresa jumped into Mrs. Alston’s arms and wrapped her arms around her waist tightly, bawling, “I’m sorry godmother, I’m sorry, it’s all my fault. You hit me, you scold me, okay? It’s my fault that Peter hasn’t woken up yet, I’m sorry.”
She was aggrieved like a child and couldn’t stop crying.
It was heartbreaking to hear Mrs. Alston.
“There, there, it’s all right, it’s all right.” Mrs. Alston smoothed her back, soothed her, and said, “You’re awake, Peter and Sloane aren’t. I wish they’d all wake up soon.”
“Godmother, why isn’t Sloane awake yet? It’s so worrying, you say, Adri she … she … how she …”
Speaking of this, Theresa burst into tears again, “It’s all my fault, if I didn’t know Adri and didn’t invite Adri back when we got engaged, so many things wouldn’t have happened. Godmother, hit me, hit me, okay?”
Theresa was crying so hard that she raised her hand and took Mrs. Alston’s hand and slapped it towards her cheek, “You hit me, I’m sorry for you, for Peter and Sloane, and if Adri hadn’t been my friend, none of this would have happened back there.”
“Okay, okay.”
Mrs. Alston sighed and broke Theresa’s hand, “Alas, it’s all bad karma, bad karma. How could Peter be so unlucky to find Adriana to have a child in the first place? Otherwise, so many things would not have happened. It’s all bad karma, bad karma. Perhaps in a previous life we The Alston family made too many mistakes.”
Mrs. Alston’s voice was hoarse and her eyes were red.
Bang–
At that moment, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open and the maid barged in, saying excitedly, “Madam, madam, Sloane has woken up, Miss has woken up.”
“What? Awake? Well, well, well, I’ll be right over.”
Mrs. Alston’s sad eyes burst into color and she took Theresa’s hand happily, “Did you hear that, Sloane is awake. Come on, let’s go and see.”
“Good, really good.”
Theresa immediately got up from the bed and followed Mrs. Alston to the next room.
The next ward, Sloane lying on the bed, the little face is a white, with a thick layer of powder like.
Still hanging on the drip.
“Mom?”
Sloane experienced life and death, really felt the fear of death, when seeing her own mother appeared in front of the moment, her arrogant and brutal nature are gone.
Raising her hand, she reached toward Mrs. Alston.
Mrs. Alston grabbed her hand and sat on the edge of the bed, tears immediately welled up in her eyes, “Good boy, good boy, you finally woke up, in not waking up, mom are going to be scared to death by your brother two ah. Oooh … you really scared your old mother.”
A full two days, the son woman have fallen into a coma, so that she is a mother how can not be heartbroken, not worried about it.
A full two days and two nights, she did not dare to sleep, all night guarding the side of several children, really worried that they will have any sudden . The situation.
Speaking of which, Sloane suddenly asked, “What happened to my brother?”
“This …”
Mrs. Alston subconsciously looked at Theresa, and for a while it was really hard to say anything, not knowing how to explain this to Sloane.
Theresa pursed her lips, nervously reached out and clutched the hem of her shirt and said, “I’m sorry, it was me … I was emotional that day jumping off a cliff, and your brother was injured trying to save me.”
Facing Sloane, Theresa was really a little scared, especially because she jumped off the cliff and got Peter involved, her heart was already guilty, and facing The Alston family, she couldn’t hold her head up.
“You …! Theresa, do you want to get my brother killed? Ouch …”
Because of the yell, accidentally touched the wound, the pain Sloane jerked back a breath, the small face another white, face distorted.
“Did you pull the wound? Zac said that your brother is only in a temporary coma, it’s not a big deal.”
Mrs. Alston trusted Zac and comforted Sloane.
Then, with a serious face, he asked, “Sloane, what is going on? What exactly happened to you on the mountain that day?”
Just as she opened her mouth to ask the question, the door to the hospital room was pushed open and Old Mr. Alston, Alvin and Edward walked in.
“Sloane, you’re awake?” Alvin was relieved to see her awake, “How do you feel?”