NovelEnglishShe’d even consulted it with the doctor. It would be fine for them to make out as long as the movements were not too violent during these two months.
If he was insistent, she’d plead with Mitchel to take it easy and gentle.
Upon reaching the nursing house, Raegan noticed the disheveled nurse, Kendra, sitting outside the ward, her face half-swollen. When Kendra saw her, tears sprang to her eyes.
“Ms. Hayes, I was about to call you. A man claiming to be a relative tried to feed the patient cake. When I objected, he grabbed my head and slapped me in the face..
Raegan’s expression shifted dramatically.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe handed Kendra some money, reassuring her, “I’m really sorry for that, Kendra. Why don’t you go see a doctor while I handle the rest?”
Accepting the cash, Kendra broke down, too timid to make a scene.
“I’m not sure I can continue caring for your grandmother.”
Desperate, Raegan negotiated, “Kendra, you’ve done a great job taking care of my grandma. I trust your capabilities. And I’m truly sorry for the harm you received when you fulfilled your job. I promise you that I’ll solve the problem as soon as possible. In addition, I’ll even boost your salary by three thousand a month. Are you okay with it?”
Pondering for a bit, Kendra felt a sense of conviction. Raegan’s grandmother, despite her illness, was easy to get along with.
Moreover, quitting could mean losing an employer as understanding as Raegan.
She paused before declaring, “Ms. Hayes, the extra money isn’t necessary. I’ll stay and continue caring for your grandma.”
After saying that, she headed to the pharmacy for medication.
Upon opening the door, Raegan found her grandmother’s room in disarray. Shattered glass and crumpled bed sheets littered the floor.
Her uncle, Brent Hayes, stood by the bed, aggressively smearing cake on her grandmother’s face.
“Damn it! Eat this! You have to eat all of it!” he shouted.
Raegan’s grandmother whimpered in pain due to her frail condition.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmInfuriated, Raegan couldn’t believe Brent would treat his own mother this way.
Without a second thought, she grabbed a cup from the bedside table and hurled it at Brent’s head.
Bang!
Brent let out a scream as the cup hit his head.
“Fuck! Who do you think you are, hitting me?” Clutching his head, Brent roared.
Wiping blood from the corner of his eye, he spotted Raegan glaring at him.
“Brent, get out of my face right now. Or I’ll call the police,”.
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