Chapter 154 The Devil in Disguise
Blair was so angry that she was about to lose control. She screamed at Tilda, then raised her hand, ready to slap her.
“Mrs. Jensen!”
The driver saw Blair was on the edge of an outburst. He knew something bad might happen, so he quickly tried to step in.
But before he could, Tilda caught Blair’s hand mid-air, holding it tight.
A cold, almost dangerous smile spread across Tilda’s face.
“Fall for my trick? Why don’t you go home and ask your son if he’s ever said those things? And as for the poison–I made that up just to see how dumb you really are as a mother.
“Turns out you’re even dumber than I thought. You believe anything anyone says. How did your company get so successful with you and Russell running things? Haha! Honestly, the business world here in Slosa must be a joke. It’s like a kiddie pool.”
Tilda flung Blair’s hand away.
Blair stumbled backward, almost falling over.
Luckily, the driver caught her just in time.
“Mrs. Jensen, are you okay?” he asked.
Tilda didn’t look back.
She just walked away.
“Tilda! Dominic has a high fever. He’s in the hospital. My boy is unconscious, all because of you! Doesn’t your heart ache, even a little? Don’t you feel any guilt?”
Blair screamed after her, desperate and out of breath. “No matter how much you deny it, you’re still a Jenson. Dominic is your brother! You turned your brother into such a mess! You have no devotion to your family. Your blood is cold! You’re heartless–are you even human?”
Blair questioned her hysterically.
Her anger and regret went far beyond words.
After Blair finished yelling, she could barely breathe. Clutching her chest in pain, she glared at Tilda’s retreating back, eyes burning with hate.
But then—
Just as Blair had hoped, Tilda turned around.
Tilda smiled, cheerful and carefree.
“Well, isn’t that perfect? I’m not even human, but a demon. As long as you’re tied to me, you’ll never know peace.
“Don’t come looking for me again. Well, unless you want to get so mad that you make yourself sick. If you die early, I’m sure you’ll blame me for that too.
“In your eyes, I’m the worst of the worst. Want to live? Stay away from me.”
Tilda said all this like it was a joke, her voice light and almost happy.
She even tapped her chin in fake thought.
“Geez. Thank you, Mrs. Jenson. You coming all the way in the morning, just to yell at me, actually put me in a pretty good mood.
“Thanks a bunch!”
With that, Tilda took off running. Blair was left behind; she was so furious that she nearly passed out.
“Mrs. Jenson! Hold on!” the driver cried, rushing to help.
Blair clenched her jaw so hard it felt like her teeth might shatter. She was forcibly holding back a wave of fury. Her eyes burned with anger. “Don’t worry! I’ll live. This demoness! I’ll never forgive her. Never!”
Hopewell Hospital.
At the hospital, Wade sat beside Dominic’s bed. Dominic was still unconscious.
Russell had spent the whole night there. Come morning, he finally left for a nap after Wade insisted on taking his place.
Once he was rested, he’d come back.
Wade wanted Kyla to get some rest. Kyla just shook her head stubbornly. “I’m not tired,” she insisted. “I’m not leaving until I know Dominic is going to be okay.”
So Wade let her stay.
Kyla held Dominic’s hand tightly. Her eyes were red and watery, struggling not to let her tears fall.
Dominic’s condition made everyone feel awful.
But Wade couldn’t help it; his eyes filled with wonder.
If things really happened the way Jody said…
Dominic, what on earth had happened between you and Tilda? Why did it make you change so drastically, so suddenly?
Just then, Dominic spoke, his voice barely above a whisper.
“Mentor…”
Even though it was soft, Wade and Kyla both heard him.
Kyla’s heart leapt. “Dominic, are you awake?” she called out agitatedly.
But Dominic didn’t respond. He just murmured, “I’m sorry. Tilda, I’m so sorry.”
This time, Wade and Kyla both heard him clearly.
Kyla’s whole body went cold. She felt like she had plunged into an ice-cold cellar. Her hands were shaking as she held onto Dominic.
It was happening again.
Why?
No matter how hard Kyla tried, she just couldn’t wrap her head around it.
What really happened between Dominic and Tilda?
Just yesterday, Dominic hated her to the core.
Now, it was like he was someone else.
As expected, Kyla’s worst fears were coming true.
Tilda was slowly breaking down all of Kyla’s advantages. She stole away the love and attention that used to belong to her.
“Dominic …” she whispered.
For some reason, Wade felt like he understood Dominic’s feelings. After all, the bitterness in his heart was no less than Dominic’s.
Why is it that people only realize what’s precious after they’ve lost it?
Why do people always chase after what they can’t have and take for granted what they do have?
Once you have it, it’s so easy to forget how much it matters.