Novel1Pamela was over the moon, patting the bed, "Tonight, right here, Mommy will sleep with you." "Okay." Clayton watched Pamela's joyful expression, deeply moved.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtElysia said, "Her condition is psychological, and it just so happens I know a bit about psychology. If Mr. Hawkins doesn't mind, I could take a look at her." Clayton was surprised, "Ms. Thorne knows psychology?!" Evan and Emmett immediately chimed in, "Our mommy is amazing, she even knows medicine!" Clayton looked impressed, "Then I'd be grateful if Ms. Thorne could check on her when she has the time." "Don't mention it. Would now be a good tforto have a moment alone with her?" "Of course, I'll be right outside. Just call if you need anything." "Will do." Clayton led the children outside, and Elysia quickly started to comfort Pamela, removing the bandages from her hands.
The realization hit her - her mother had been mistreated for so long, and her father was oblivious. The family doctor clearly wasn't doing his job right! They couldn't have properly taken care of her mother's wounds.
Even though Elysia was braced for it, she was still shocked when she unwrapped the bandages! She trembled as she examined her mother's fingers, then removed the bandages from her legs... Elysia's eyes widened, she gasped for air, and couldn't help but embrace Pamela and cry, "Mom!" She understood traditional medicine; she recognized these injuries! How could they be so cruel! They were utterly wicked! Utterly despicable!!! Meanwhile, in the west wing, a servant was reporting to Helen, "She took off her mask, and she looks nothing like Pamela. It's clear she's not Irene! But that lunatic Pamela insists she is. Mr. Hawkins kept denying it, but she was adamant, nearly causing a scene." Helen, who had just been crying, her eyes still red, huffed at the news, "Desperate for a cure, they cling to any semblance of hope. Thinking any lookalike is her daughter!" Then turning to her confidant, "Have you dug up anything on that family?" The confidant nodded, "Just a regular family." "What does her husband do?" "Unemployed." Mr. Bradford: Unemployed...
Helen scoffed, "With no background or assets, and they dare oppose me. They really have a death wish! One son spilled the soup medicine Larry prepared, another calleda shrew, and another calledan old witch! Damn them! Clayton even scoldedin front of everyone and bannedfrom the main house, all because of them! If we don't teach them a lesson, they'll never learn their place!" Her confidant immediately asked, "What do you have in mind, ma'am?" A malicious glint passed through Helen's eyes as she whispered a plan, "...'
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White quietly returned to Evan's side, flicking his tongue in solidarity.
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