The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

She Took 873 Summary

Artemis is overwhelmed with panic and grief as she desperately tries to save Manny, who has been shot and is barely breathing in her arms. She confronts Dale, accusing him of cruelty and betrayal, unable to understand how he could shoot Manny, a boy who has called him “Dad” for years. Her emotions are raw and filled with disbelief as she pleads for help, demanding an ambulance to save Manny’s life.

Dale, however, remains cold and unyielding. His anger has not fully subsided, and he refuses to allow any medical treatment for Manny. He orders the Black Mountain medical team to be locked in the basement, effectively trapping them and condemning Manny to die without help. His hatred for Artemis is evident, and he no longer wants to see or deal with her, showing a ruthless side that Artemis fears deeply.

Artemis pleads with Dale, begging him not to let Manny die, but her words fall on deaf ears. Dale’s cold demeanor reveals the man she once loved but now despises. Their confrontation escalates as they exchange bitter accusations—Artemis claims she had no choice in her betrayal, while Dale condemns her actions and insists she could have left if she was unhappy. The tension between them is palpable, fueled by deep resentment and anger.

Dale’s fury culminates in a harsh decree: no food or water for Artemis and Manny, and no medical assistance without his permission. The chapter ends with a chilling image of Manny, weak and barely conscious, glaring at Dale with hatred, mirroring Artemis’s own loathing. The situation is dire, and the emotional and physical stakes for Artemis and Manny have reached a critical turning point.

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873 The Turning Point

Artemis pressed her hands over Manny’s wound, panic flooding her chest. “Manny! Manny, no–stay with me!”

Just moments ago, he’d been fine–alive and standing. Now, he was limp in her arms, barely breathing.

The shock and pain tore through her chest, and she let out a raw scream.

She looked up at Dale, her face streaked with tears. “You… you shot him. You really pulled the trigger. He’s called you ‘Dad‘ for years–how can you do this? How can you be this cruel?”

Her voice cracked, filled with disbelief and grief.

She couldn’t wrap her head around it–Dale had always cared for Manny the most.

He’d treated Manny like his own flesh and blood.

And now…

“Fine, he’s not your biological son,” she cried, her voice breaking. “But he’s been by your side all these years, calling you ‘Dad‘ every single day! How can you be this cruel?”

She clung to Manny, sobbing uncontrollably.

She didn’t care about anything else anymore. “We need an ambulance! He’s losing too much blood–we have to get to a hospital!”

stood there, watching

pulled the trigger, some of his rage

again, and something inside

completely–and now he saw

Not one of

Dale said, his voice like

He wouldn’t allow the Black Mountain

them in the

Artemis ran deep now–so deep he didn’t even

wanted them

heard his command, the

happening. Exactly what she’d feared all

her what he’d once done to those other women. He wanted her

shaking her head. “I need to take Manny to the hospital! You can’t do this to

his eyes, the air around

clear that every word of Artemis’s pleading meant nothing to him now. Her pleas hit

she’d seen once before

was capable of loving a woman completely, of treating her like she was his whole world. But when that

Artemis cried, her voice trembling. “You think I wanted any of this? I didn’t have a

snap open again, his expression

coldness cut straight through her, swallowing

with a bitter laugh, “and now you want to make excuses for it? Artemis, you make me

she “didn’t have a choice” made it

tears spilled

what I went through being with you,” she shouted. “You said you loved me; everyone thought you loved me–but you kept marrying other women here at Black Mountain!

for me, you could’ve left. That doesn’t give

teeth clenched, fury burning

if she couldn’t stand

said, his voice shaking with

he’d married other women–but he’d spent most of his time with her. That was no justification for what

want to argue anymore. His patience

“Lenny,” he called.