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Erin took a deep breath, trying to calm the sharp anger building inside her. In the thick, tense silence, she spoke carefully, “Grandpa hasn’t been home in two years, so why would he suddenly show up today? The timing’s uncanny …”
Her words hit everyone like a splash of cold water.
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Since Tracy was sent away, Franklin had promised he wouldn’t come back to the Jackmans until she was brought home.
Even during the New Year, when the whole family visited Franklin in the hospital, he refused to return.
But now, almost a month after Tracy’s return, Franklin suddenly showed up–and just happened to catch her getting bullied.
Watching everyone’s faces, Erin knew they were already thinking exactly what she wanted.
She hurried on, “If Tracy doesn’t want to apologize, she should just say so. I wouldn’t blame her, but why keep pushing everyone’s buttons?
“If she hadn’t made Simon so mad, he wouldn’t have hit her, and Grandpa wouldn’t have gotten so upset that he fainted.
“I think she did it on purpose!”
Benjamin was boiling with anger, and now, with what he thought was proof, he exploded, “She pushed us on purpose, made us angry, just so your grandpa would see us hitting her with his own eyes.”
Daphne nodded eagerly. “Simon got hurt so bad but didn’t pass out. Tracy’s the one who fainted. She’s definitely faking. Maybe she even called Franklin beforehand and planned this whole thing!”
Andrew’s gold–rimmed glasses couldn’t hide the disgust in his her to get this sneaky.”
“I didn’t expect eyes.
Liam said nothing–just covered his face, still stunned from Franklin’s slap. For a moment, his eyes were blank.
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Tracy doesn’t have a phone; she couldn’t have called Grandpa.
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And if Grandpa hadn’t arrived right then, the ashtray would’ve smashed into Tracy’s head.
Who would risk their life to fake something like this?
Erin, worried, stepped over and asked, “Liam, are you okay?”
Liam came back to himself and saw everyone angry except Erin–she was the only one checking on him first.
His heart softened, and his hate for Tracy only grew.
Both are my sisters; Tracy lived with me for 18 years, but her care doesn’t even come close to Erin’s.
Erin looked at his swollen, red face with pain. “Tracy’s really something. Even if she’s mad at me, she could at least take it out on me. Why make Grandpa hit you so hard?”
Liam touched his sore cheek, anger rising.
Grandpa never hit me this hard before, and now he did. It’s definitely because Tracy stirred things up.
“Ah, my hand! The skin’s coming off! Mom, take me to the hospital!” Simon yelled, staring at his bloody arm.
Only then did everyone snap out of their anger and realize the most urgent thing was to get Simon and Liam to the hospital.
Mentioning the hospital, Erin
eyes flickered.
Suddenly, she clutched her chest in pain, her body wobbling like she might fall.
Andrew was quick to catch her, worry written all over his face. “Erin, what’s wrong?”
Her voice was weak. “I–I think I’m in shock. It’s not Tracy’s fault; my body’s just too weak.”
“How is it not her fault?” Daphne came closer, worried. “If she hadn’t taken your
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identity and made you suffer so much outside, your body wouldn’t be this weak.
“Erin, it’s okay. I’m taking you to the hospital now.”
The group surrounded Erin, gently hurrying her to the hospital like she was a fragile treasure. Even Liam, with his swollen face, got pushed aside.
But he didn’t mind–it felt right to him.
Tracy had no idea how long she’d been unconscious.
She felt trapped in endless darkness. Not a single ray of light anywhere. No matter which way she she couldn’t escape.
ran,
After a long time, Tracy finally broke free from the blackness and woke up.
She stared at the bright white ceiling, the sharp smell of disinfectant hitting her nose. She stayed still for a long moment.
Then a voice rang out beside her. “Hey, there. Do
you feel any pain?”
Walter sat by the bed, his face full of care and worry, gently helping Tracy sit up.
As soon as she sat, Tracy noticed she was wearing a hospital gown, and her expression changed.
She instinctively grabbed the fabric and looked up at Walter.
Walter understood right away,
Remembering the injuries he saw when the nurse changed her clothes, his heart clenched painfully.
He looked at Tracy seriously. “Ms. Tracy, be honest with me—where did they really send you these past two years?”
Tracy tightened her grip on the gown without meaning to, but her voice stayed calm. “They sent me abroad.”
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