Chapter 38
Susan wiped the tears from the comers of her eyes. “Ms. Summer, I know my past with Jules has always been a thom in your heart, but that’s all behind us now…
“Everyone has a past. Is ours really so unforgivable?”
Her pupils trembled slightly as she spoke. “Would you only!
y be satisfied when I’m dead?”
Estelle looked up and smiled. Calmly, she replied, “Alright, go ahead and die then.”
Julian’s face darkened. “Extelle!”
Estelle let out a scoff “Julian, is that reaction really necessary? Ms. Lynch was the one who said she wanted to die, not me. Or are you saying that if she seeks death, It’s somehow someone else’s fault?”
Susan’s eyes widened in shock, and tears rolled down her cheela in thick streams. Suddenly, she shot up from her wheelchair and ran toward the window.
“Ms. Summer, if you want me dead, 1’11 just die!!
“Susan, don’t do anything stupid!” Zachary shouted in a panic as he pushed to stop her.
Julian’s expression remained cold as he stepped in to block her path, his voice sharp. “Susan, what do you think you’re doing?”
Susan thrashed in his hold, sobbing hysterically. “Ilmow Ms. Summer hates mel Since she hates me so much, just let me diel Let go! Let me go! Let me diel”
He parsed his lips. “Calm down.”
d in front of you again!TM
But she was beyond reason, drowning in her own grief. “I never should have come back I never should have appeared
With Susan’s desperate struggle, the ward tumed into complete chaos.
A crisp, ley laugh rang out in the chaotic ward, unnervingly clear.
“Since Mr. Grant doesn’t want you to die, don’t just eat shit instead.”
Estelle smiled sweetly at Susan. “Ms. Lynch, you seem to follow any words so obediently. Surely you won’t refuse this one?”
Zachary turned red with rage, pointing furloudly at her. “Estelle, you’ve gone too far!”
She blinked, feigning confusion. “When I told herto die, she listened. And now that I’ve kindly clunged my mind and told her not to, you’re still unhappy?“. She paused, then mockingly said, “Oh, I ser now. You would rather she go ahead and die, wouldn’t you?”
“Estelle, you—“Zachary was trembling, his eyes bloodshot. He was so furious that he couldn’t even to on a coherent sentence.
Julian’s expression tuned dark “Estelle, enough”
Estelle let out a cold laugh. The look on her face shifted. “The ones who should know when to stop are you lot.”
ever heard that
Het gaze, sharp as a blade, lorked onto Julian. “Havent even come alter you yet, and you lot storm into my ward to make a scene? Julian, have you ev
“And let’s be clear–1 didn’t push Susan. But even if I did, she would’ve deserved it”
