You Are The Pursuit of My Life

Chapter 192

Irene noticed Edric's tightly knitted brows and gloomy face. She knew at that instant that he was feeling solemn.

His father had passed away early, and Margaret had taken care of him all by herself. Hence, both the mother and son had a strong bond with each other. Today, Margaret was given a notice of her having critical illness, and the doctors said the surgery was overly risky. If she did not survive the operation, then she would likely remain in a vegetative state.

Irene had completely forgotten all of Margaret's insults and bullying in the past. She prayed that Margaret's surgery would be successful. Then, Edric would not need to be depressed. In that instant, she realized that she was still deeply in love with Edric, and that was the only reason that caused her to be sad and worried for him.

She gently touched Edric's hand and said softly, "Edric, don't worry too much. Mrs. Myers is a good person, so the heavens will protect her."

Edric looked up at her and replied, "I hope so." Then, he turned his head away and did not face her anymore.

Irene's heart sank. She knew that this matter was more complicated than she thought. Edric's sudden coldness towards her would mean that he believed Loraine's words that she injured Margaret. If that was the case, then the situation would not be good. If Margaret remained in a vegetative state, then no one could prove her innocence.

Just as she was about to explain herself further, Loraine, who was sitting on her right, suddenly mumbled, "You made your words sound nice, but you're probably happy about this incident."

Irene turned to glare at her fiercely and asked, "What did you say?"

"I said I'm going to the washroom," Loraine pursed her lips and stood up. Then, she turned around and walked to the washroom by the corridor.

Loraine took a long, deep breath once she stepped into the washroom. She checked the cubicles one by one to ensure that they were all empty before taking out a phone from her pocket and dialing a number.

After a while, the line connected, and she whispered, "Job's done. Margaret is undergoing surgery now, and the doctors aren't optimistic about the situation. She might end up in a life-threatening state, so even if she survives, she'll likely have dementia. Edric is doubtful of Irene now, and he's behaving cold towards her...Alright, I'll call again if there are any updates."

After hanging up, she glanced at her reflection in the mirror. She seemed pale from the nervousness just now and heaved a long sigh. The scene that happened in the Myers Family this afternoon played back in her mind.

After Marie came to the Myers family home, she took the initiative to send the bird's nest to Irene on Margaret's behalf. Margaret agreed due to Marie's arrival.

She had pretended to carry the bird's nest out of the door as if nothing happened. Suddenly, there had been a blackout in the villa. She had shouted and called for the security guards from the security room to check what went wrong. As the security guards were busy checking the issue, she let Deborah in while everyone was distracted.

Deborah had quickly sneaked into the living room. Margaret's nurse was not working that day, so only the guards and the driver were present at the villa. The driver, Hodge, had been on the phone with his wife since half an hour ago and had left in a rush. While the security guards were trying to repair the sudden blackout, the surveillance cameras were pitch black due to no electricity. Hence, their plans had commenced.

Margaret was chatting with Marie in the living room. When she heard the noise, she turned around and saw Deborah, who was all dressed up.

here?" Margaret stared at Deborah in surprise. Behind her was Loraine, "Aren't you supposed to send the bird's nest? Why are you back?" "The driver is not here, so I'll

call Hodge. Why isn't he working at this hour?" Margaret

The driver is a human too, and he has his own business to attend to. It's really disappointing for you to treat people like

meddle in my family's affairs," Margaret said upon hearing

Deborah sat down. "Don't you want to know why I'm

"Why are you here?"

revenge," Deborah

deceived by you and has wasted her youth all these years. Her health has been heavily affected. How could

Margaret gasp in anger, "You shameless mistress, how dare you come to my house and

said slowly. "To tell you the truth, I came here today just to

Loraine, but Loraine just stood still. Margaret stared at her and

If you don't like something the slightest bit, you'll scold me horribly. I've always wanted to ask you, what is your heart made

such a wild servant? I'm going to teach you a lesson today. You

at Loraine. Loraine managed to dodge it and pointed at Margaret, "You old witch, how can you be so fierce when you're about to die?

she wanted her entire life. She had never dreamt that she would be slapped by her servant.

to deal with me? Are you dreaming?" Loraine challenged her. Marie, who had been silent all this while, reached out to stop her. "One slap is enough! If you overdo it, you'll cause a bigger problem." Margaret turned to Marie and

to be frank. However, I can't do it now," Marie explained slowly. "Margaret, do you know how much I hate you? You're snobbish, selfish, sinister, and unreasonable like a shrew. I, Marie Walker, had indeed been blinded to befriend

as a pig. Do you not understand what

the

know why my daughter was willing to be pregnant with your son's child? Did you really think that it was because of Irene? Let me tell you, that was a plot that I had planned

I really hate you!"

your daughter a mistress like

why Irene was infertile when she had been married to Edric for three years?" Deborah taunted smugly. "Let me tell you, Irene wasn't infertile.

she took the pills, how could she be pregnant if she didn't ovulate?" Loraine sneered along. "Then, we made her unconscious and did a tubectomy on her. Of course, she couldn't

be so brutal!" Margaret was trembling with anger. Looking

security guards away, so they can't hear you screaming for help," Loraine leered, "Mrs. Myers, you better

guys want to

that you'd prepared for Irene. Well make Irene drink it, and she'll suffer a miscarriage from

her voice was hoarse. She stood up

out to push her down. Margaret's leg had not recovered yet, so she instantly wobbled from the push. She suddenly