Chapter 527

Dahlia looked at Sandy, her tone icy and distant.

"Do you want to?" she asked.

Sandy nodded vigorously.

She couldn't stand living in this cramped, run-down apartment, and she didn't dare imagine what life would be like without her dad-her mom probably wouldn't even bother to smile at her anymore.

"Mom, can you teach me? What should I do so Daddy will come back to us?" Sandy knelt at Dahlia's feet, looking up at her with wide, hopeful eyes.

"What do you think?" Dahlia shot back, her voice sharp.

Sandy hesitated, understanding what her mother meant.

But...

"Mom, Dr. Carter said I can't get sick..." Sandy's voice trembled with fear.

She remembered overhearing Dr. Carter warning her parents: she couldn't afford

to get sick now, any infection could be dangerous-no one, not even the best doctors, could save her then.

She didn't want to die.

*Slap-*

Dahlia's hand flew up, striking Sandy's face.

"If dying was that easy, would you still be alive now?"

"Sandy, you need to understand without Charles, you're nothing."

"You've already been expelled from St. Catherine's Academy. From now on, you'll have to live in this shabby apartment and call Wesley, that useless man, your father."

had

shook her head

wasn't what

get expelled from

never be her dad. Only Charles

takes to make Daddy come back, I'll do

her fear of returning

to living a life where everyone looked up to her. She couldn't bear even a single day of

right-how could she die so easily?

She'd ended up in the hospital-sure, it was awful, but in the end,

deliberately made her sick. When she woke up, the look of worry

Daddy loved her.

would be heartbroken. And if he was

back

Charles doting on her, her resolve grew stronger:

clothes

own.

turned on

small living room. There was no bathtub, just a narrow shower. Gritting her teeth, Sandy stepped under the icy

her mind, but she was still only seven. The freezing water hit her skin and she shrieked darting away from the stream, her lips quivering and

herself into

trembling daughter, Dahlia's face hardened. She knew

back in the

Sandy edged

I can't stand it," Sandy whimpered, hugging herself tightly. But her arms did

swell and her face turn deathly pale, her lips slowly shifting

Dahlia pretended

no more chances

or a small fever wouldn't move Charles.

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