Back in Time: Unshackling From Love

Chapter 17

As Mikayla laughed, tears streamed down her face.

Images from her previous life of being beaten, cursed at, and tortured at the mental hospital flashed before her eyes.

In the flashback, the hefty caretaker had gripped her by the hair, forcefully pulling her away and causing her only bowl of plain soup to spill.

They would even forcefully pinch her mouth when she refused to take her medication, shoving handfuls of pills down her throat.

Mikayla always thought it was the mental hospital deliberately tormenting her to please

Jerome.

Little did she know, the demonic woman from the previous life was Kylie’s relative.

So, all the misery she endured in the mental hospital was orchestrated by Kylie.

Thinking about the abuse she suffered and the torment from stomach cancer, Mikayla wished she could immediately strangle Kylie.

Why did she have to be so cruel?

Jerome, who clearly loved Kylie so much, had even sent Mikayla to the mental hospital for the former’s good.

Why wouldn’t Kylie let her go? Why did she have to harm her?

Jerome looked at Mikayla on the floor.

Although she had suggested keeping the audio call on, he still worried that something might go wrong, so he followed her up.

Unexpectedly, he witnessed Mikayla attacking someone as soon as the elevator doors opened.

She lay slumped amidst a chaotic mess of fruits, her eyes vacant, her body seemingly devoid of strength.

Though her face showed a smile, tears flowed incessantly, as if she had suffered some painful and tragic ordeal, radiating endless hatred and resentment.

Strangely, Jerome’s heart didn’t fill with anger at her madness. Instead, a dull ache

serthed within him:

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going to help Mikayla when he heard Kylie weakly

instruct ed the woman who was standing there

the first ald

and then walked over

at her arm.

her arm, it was as if he were dragging a lifeless doll.

a

up here to apologize? What’s with this madness

Her eyes began

a sense of

be with Kylie after the

was hoarse, and her

furrowed brows tightened further as he

life over

the first aid kit!”

you trying

that moment, carrying the first aid

help Mikayla stand up, but

got back to her feet on her own, adjusted her clothes, and walked away without

chase after Mikayla to find out what had

let out a stifled groan of pain.

one responsible for the disturbance,

a complete stop. “Shall we go to the hospital?”

face, Kylie shook her

Another inch deeper, and

bleeding while asking, “Who was that person just now? Why did

“She might have

just too kind. You’ve been bullied like this, and you’re still defending her. I think we should call the

brows, Kylie said to the round–faced woman, “Aunt Agatha, please

to leave, but she could tell it wasn’t appropriate for her to remain.

If you need someone to look after you tonight, call

asked Kylie, “What just happened? Why