The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 1297:

Ruby’s voice yelped in the background, “You’ve wet the bed again? Disgusting! I’m done with this. Somebody else can take care of you! We’re not even married, Alec—”

On the bed, Alec made a muffled noise, his words lost in slurs. His left hand—his only working hand—smacked the sheets weakly. His gaze pleaded for sympathy.

Ruby slammed the lunchbox she had been holding down, snatched her bag, and stormed out of the room.

Tears streamed down Alec’s face, though his gaze was filled with resentment. The moment Ruby reached the corridor, she turned to Isabella and said, “I can’t believe my luck. I finally find a man who can take care of me, and he ends up paralyzed. Let’s get out of his place, Isabella. We’ll rent somewhere for ourselves.”

Isabella ended the call, unable to continue the conversation with Brenna. Through the narrow opening in the door, she caught sight of Alec still causing a commotion. The faint stench drifting out made her slam the door shut, her stomach turning in disgust.

“Mom, you can’t just leave.” Isabella had zero interest in looking after Alec. She latched onto Ruby’s arm.

mocking laugh. Her irritation was plain to see. “Why? I didn’t remarry him. He has nothing to do

he looks, he’s not going to last much longer. If you stick around and

of her own. Her son had moved out and never once returned, ignoring every call she

given her a single cent beyond grocery money, which had sparked endless arguments

always live at

Alec was sick, leaving would

point,” Ruby admitted. “But you’re his daughter. You should be helping take care of him, too. He’s spent so much on treatment, and I can’t afford

bills,”

a curt nod. “Alright, I’ll go after him for the

enthusiasm, Ruby went back inside the hospital room

you embarrassed?” Frustrated, Ruby