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Olivia ran at full speed. By the time she reached the room, everyone was there except Molly and Yale.
A pungent smell filled the room. The warm temperature made it so bad that Olivia felt sick to the
stomach.
Suppressing the nausea, she entered the room. Mason was standing by the window, frowning.
Linus guarded the door to the toilet, where a crouching Krystal was throwing up as Tatiana patted her
back.
Despite the deep-seated resentment, Krystal was still the daughter she raised with devotion and love.
"What happened to you?" Olivia walked into the toilet.
Krystal grasped Olivia by the sleeve immediately. "Olivia, save me! I don't want a miscarriage!"
"What happened?"
"My stomach hurt, and I kept throwing up. I know. It's Yale.
"I bet he wants me in prison. He added something to the food! He's trying to kill my baby to avenge
Molly!"
Olivia didn't jump to conclusions because, to her, Yale didn't appear to be rash enough to do anything
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Furthermore, his anger was no longer at its peak. Molly was getting better. Plus, why would he choose
to do it today?
"Done throwing up? Get out of there. Let me examine your condition."
Krystal's legs turned to jelly, so Tatiana supported her.
Olivia cast a glance at the rice scattered on the floor and the vomiting substance near the bed, then
she checked Krystal's pulse.
"What did you eat?"
"The maid brought me food." Horror clouded Krystal's features.
"I know you hate me, but please save my baby! Please, do it for the baby's sake, at least!"
Her baby was her last ray of hope.
Withdrawing her hand, Olivia comprehended the entirety of the situation.
"If it's a miscarriage, your belly should be hurting, and you should be bleeding, not vomiting. Did you
eat anything dirty or cold that's bad for your stomach?"
"So, you mean my baby is fine?"
Olivia answered seriously, "It is, for now. There are three types of acute gastroenteritis—bacterial, viral,
and parasitic.
"A blood test and stool test are needed to confirm which one it is. I can't do them here.
"Grandpa, I suggest sending her to the hospital immediately. If the vomiting or diarrhea keeps up, it'll
be bad for the baby."
Tatiana muttered, "She has always grown up healthy. Why does she suddenly have gastroenteritis?
Linus, take her to the hospital."
Krystal lit up at that, looking at Tatiana with eyes teeming with anticipation. "Mom, I knew you're still—"
Yet Tatiana's words turn cold at the next second.
"You can't die in the Heath residence. How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not your mother? I
don't have a ruthless daughter like you.
"I guess this is karma. Thank God you're not my daughter. Who knows if you suddenly go berserk and
want me dead, too?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe glint in Krystal's eyes slowly lost its brilliance. "But we've lived together for so long..."
"You better not bring that up in front of me. If it wasn't for your mother, my biological daughter wouldn't
have needed to suffer so much out there! It was all your fault!"
Tatiana clasped her hand over her chest.
"Linus, make some time to change her surname. I can't bear the sight of her sharing the same surname
as us."
Krystal cried, "Mom, I have never thought of harming you! You're always my mother to me."
"Shut up! Do not wake Molly up, or you'll get it from me! Linus, hurry, take her. Take her out of my
sight."
"Mom—"
"Zip it. Do you know why I gave my daughter the name Krystal? I wished for her to be a faithful follower
of God and grow up to be a decent person, but you're the polar opposite.
"The total opposite! You don't deserve to own this name. And you don't deserve to call me Mom,
either."
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