Mikayla was no goody two shoes herself. She had guessed what Natasha was harboring.

Perhaps Natasha banked on the fact that Mikayla would never expose her in public owing to her illness. That was a smart move.

If Mikayla wished to risk it and rat Natasha out, of course, she would need evidence. However, those people in the Ludwig family would surely rebuke her before she could reveal anything.

Natasha was already so sick, so as her sister-in-law, Mikayla figured she should never be seen pressing on the matter. Besides, Natasha had always sported a thoughtful, sensible image in the family. Mikayla, in contrast, had nothing to impress.

Keeping mum would only imply owning up to the things she never did and admitting to being a jealous sister-in-law; yet, asserting her view would mean being thoughtless about Natasha's illness, not to mention being accused of slandering in the end.

If it had taken Natasha a long time to plot all that, Mikayla could only applaud Natasha's effortless pretense. Not only that, but Natasha was even scheming as hell.

Natasha bawled her eyes out and fell asleep while Selena held Natasha's hand by the hospital bed.

Sometime later, Myla brought something over. The sight of Mikayla elicited a murderous intent in her eyes.

Even so, Mikayla understood for being deemed the culprit in causing the girl Myla watched grow up to land in the hospital.

Mikayla flashed Myla a faint smile, not caring about their prejudice toward her. If anything, she was amazed by Myla's loyalty.

After Conor checked on Natasha diligently, he gave the rest some pointers before letting them take her home.

Carlos took the wheel while Mikayla sat in the passenger seat; Garrett, Selena, and Natasha sat in the back.

Just the day before, they had been a harmonious family, but that very day when they sat in the same car, only silence accompanied them.

one, kept

4 p.m., the black Ford reached

depressed. She might have not spoken much

carried her into the wheelchair, but she deliberately stopped him. She pulled that to make Mikayla

though, was looking forward to seeing

Myla pushed Natasha away, the latter suddenly looked up

me who did that,

and pondered, 'How's this

heels, tears welled up in Natasha's aggrieved

back to your room, Natasha. You're still weak, so rest up." In fact, she wanted to tell Natasha to stay

she got into Carlos' room, Carlos opened the

care of your sis?" Mikayla was not throwing a tantrum. She only needed some time alone to think about her next

his handsome face against her shoulder, but he did not exert

believe that I did it?"

around and whispered, "If it was you, I'd be even more

with Mikayla, relieving his longing for her.

was that he trusted her, or in other

neck. In her heart, she thanked the man for having faith in her. He meant

lip lock, Carlos eyeballed Mikayla's rosy lips, his eyes shining

Mikayla noticed she sounded unusually hoarse. "I wanna

as if he was not quite yet satisfied with their moment shared. "I'll do whatever Mika

take care of your sis now." Mikayla smiled

dotingly. "Do whatever you want. Don't worry about

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