NovelEnglishChapter 951 Shirley Woke up Dizzily, Shirley heard her daughter's voice, rising tickles in her heart like a feather.
"Mom..." Mya called her gently, repressing her excitement. "I'm Mya. Are you waking up soon? Can you hear me?" Shirley's forehead was bandaged. Her head was injured after she jumped off the house. The wound was still stitched.
After lying on the bed for five days, she felt dizzy and fragile.
In Mya's expectation, Shirley slowly opened her eyes. Mya's face gradually became clear in her sight.
Suddenly, the door was opened, and Finnley strode in.
"Mom, do you still remember me?" Mya was worried she might lose her memories.
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Finnley trotted over. "Has Mom woken up?" Holding Mya's shoulder joyfully, he checked on Shirley in relief.
Shirley's gaze swept between Mya and Finnley. Gradually, she understood what was happening.
"Mom, do you still remember me?" Mya panicked.
Shirley's gaze fell on her face again. Looking into her eyes, Shirley answered in a weak tone, "Mya." Then she looked at the young man next to her daughter and said gently, "I'm sorry, Finnley. You must be worried." "Awesome! You don't have memory loss." Mya patted her chest.
The next second, she complained, "I was almost freaked out, Mom. Why did you jump off the house? Did you want to abandon me? Dad hasn't passed away yet." "Mya!" Finnley pinched her shoulder to remind her. "Isn't it good news as Mom has woken up? You should be happy. Why are you blaming here?" Mya looked into her mother's eyes. Finnley's words reddened her eyes. She felt joyful and aggrieved for her mother.
"How are you feeling, Mom? Does it hurt?" Shirley slightly raised a hand. "Ouch!" She frowned in pain.
"Don't move!" Mya stopped her. "You have many bone fractures. Your arms are wrapped in plasters." Finnley poured a glass of water and a straw. "Mom, have some water, please. Your lips are dry." Shirley felt thirsty indeed. She parted her lips to hold the straw. After drinking half a glass of water, she felt much better.
"Mom, you should rest more." Finnley held Mya's hand. "We have good news. Mr. Marsh is trying his best to help Dad. The evidence has been submitted." "Sorry for the trouble..." Shirley sighed, "I didn't mean to jump off. | failed to stand still and fell." No matter if it was the truth, Mya and Finnley were willing to believe her.
They would accompany her, waiting for her to recover.
Another five days passed.
Clarence's news was still discussed online. Netizens talked about his contributions and mistakes.
Leslie's penalty had been excused, and all people were delighted about it.
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In a big, quiet villa on Platanus Road, the weeds and plants in the yard hadn't been taken care of for a long time.
Kerry and Catherine were the only two staying there.
They usually didn't talk. Basically, Catherine kept silent for a whole day. Kerry wondered if she had depression.
"Leslie Eastwood is dead..." At the dining table, Catherine picked up a glass of milk with a smile. "That's wonderful news. | was afraid he would only be sentenced to a-few-year imprisonment." Kerry usually didn't know how to reply to her about Leslie's matter.
It was a tricky topic as Leslie was the father of Catherine's baby.
Kerry kept silent. Catherine sneered, "Unfortunately, | failed to kill him myself." "Ms. Collins." Kerry asked in confusion, "You are willing to give birth to the child because of protecting yourself?" Catherine sipped the milk and was taken aback. Looking up at Kerry, she asked, "What do you mean?" Their gazes met mid-air. Kerry explained, "The baby is still small. You are so young. Since you dislike it, why don't you have an abortion? Even if you went to jail, you wouldn't be sentenced to death."
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