When She Walks Away (Teresa) novel Chapter 179

Chapter 179

Teresa braced herself against the wall, her entire body feeling drained of strength, her heart beating wildly and out of control.

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Yolanda’s cries poured out from the room, so raw and gut–wrenching that every sound tugged at Teresa’s nerves.

After all, Yolanda was her own flesh and blood. Hearing her cry like that made Teresa’s own heart ache just as much.

Seeing her in tears, Charles reached out to hold her again, but before his hand could even touch her, she knocked it away forcefully.

“Don’t touch me!” Teresa shot back, her eyes gleaming red with resentment and hatred as she glared up at him.

Charles watched her for a moment, then withdrew his hand in silence.

In the hospital room, Yolanda was still wailing, her cries getting more and more intense–every time she broke down like that, Teresa’s heart just felt like it was being torn apart.

Charles was no different. Even though he kept a straight face, inside, he was worried sick.

Honestly, he was scared out of his mind too.

She was his only daughter. If anything ever happened to her, he knew he’d never be able to forgive himself–not in this lifetime.

Teresa tried her best to keep her emotions in check. She didn’t want to get angry or blame Charles.

But Yolanda’s crying in the hospital room just wouldn’t let up.

In fact, it was only getting worse by the second.

Teresa finally snapped. She spun around to glare at Charles, her bloodshot eyes burning with accusation and hurt. ‘I told you, told you this would hurt Yolanda! Why couldn’t you just listen to me?‘ she practically hissed.

Teresa’s heart was overflowing with resentment, and her chest was rising and falling with” “every shaky breath.

All these years together–even when Charles had left her waiting at home–she’d never been this hysterical. But now, she was shouting at him with everything she had, demanding answers, letting years of

Charles had never seen her like this; even when she had asked for a divorce, she’d done it so quietly, barely raising

pain

and grief pour out.

her voice.

didn’t I? I

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But right now, as he faced Teresa’s furious questions, Charles found himself completely at loss for words. Teresa looked straight at him, her tears kept spilling, one after another, just like pearls sliding off a snapped necklace.

She totally lost it—couldn’t stop crying, couldn’t even get her mind together.

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Charles looked genuinely worried and tried to step up for a hug, but Teresa backed off quick, throwing up her hand to block him. “Don’t come near me, Charles. I don’t want to see you.”

the hospital two days and hasn’t

Charles frowned. “I know you’re blaming me, but Naomi said she’s really missing Yolanda. She’s been in the hospi gotten any real rest. I thought maybe Yolanda could keep her company, so I…”

He trailed off, his voice faltering.

Teresa didn’t wait for him to finish. Tears kept rolling down her cheeks as she let out a bitter laugh. “You’re always talking about Naomi- why not let her have a child with you? One that’s really yours, that belongs to both of you?”

Charles’s frown deepened even more. “I told you before, Yolanda is the only child I’ll ever have. But if you ever want another, it’s your choice. If you don’t, I’ll never have another kid, either.”

Teresa knew he cared so much about Naomi–worried about how hard pregnancy would be actually went through childbirth.

on her, scared about all the risks if she

But just because he felt for Naomi, did that mean Teresa was supposed to be the one who got thrown under the bus? Wasn’t she a woman, too?

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Yolanda’s voice had gone all raspy from crying, but she just couldn’t bring herself to stop.

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Listening to her daughter break down like that, Teresa couldn’t help but remember how sweet and well–behaved Yolanda used to be. Those words from the teacher echoed in her mind, and it felt like her heart was being carved out, piece by piece.

And every time she thought about what Charles had done, her hatred for him just kept building up inside.

Her eyes were rimmed red as she demanded, “Charles, Yolanda’s only five years old. Sure, maybe she doesn’t always like me, but she’s still just a little kid! What are you all trying to do to her?”

Teresa was visibly worked up, but Charles shot back, “Can you not be so dramatic? Honestly, what kid doesn’t get sick sometimes? Kids end up in the hospital–it happens. How are you so sure she caught the flu here? Couldn’t it just as easily have happened at school?”

“Seriously, Charles? Yolanda’s suffering like this and you’re still siding with Naomi?” Teresa spat.

Charles turned his face away, refusing to meet Teresa’s angry eyes. He spoke in a flat, unbothered tone. “I’m just telling it like it is. You can’t pin down exactly where Yolanda got the flu from–not just because you say so. What’s done is done, so why keep obsessing over how it happened?”

Charles trailed after her in silence, stepping in as well.

There were two puffy, red bumps on the back of her hand from the IV sticks, and a faint trickle of blood was still oozing out from the puncture marks.

Charles saw it too as he came over, and his heart clenched tight.

for practice?”

Charles’s anger exploded the moment he caught sight of her.

you mess up the IV like that? Were you just using my daughter

The nurse’s cheeks flushed instantly, and she stammered, “Sir, I’m new here, and honestly, my technique still needs work, wasn’t cooperating just now, and I…”

but your

child

Charles didn’t bother listening to her explanation, barely even glanced at her before saying in a calm, no–nonsense voice, “Don’t bother

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showing up tomorrow.”

The nurse’s face, which had just been burning red, instantly turned pale as a sheet.

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She had no clue who Charles really was, but just from the way he looked and acted, the rookie nurse—fresh on the job–got so scared she started crying on the spot.

Charles felt a wave of irritation wash over him at the sound of the nurse crying, but before he could lose it, Teresa stepped if you’re going to throw a fit, just leave. This is a hospital–not your personal playground.”

Teresa, being in healthcare herself, knew exactly how helpless the nurse must have felt.

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Yolanda’s veins were so tiny and delicate, and with her not cooperating, it was no wonder the nurse had to poke her a few times before getting it right.

Teresa understood that Charles was worried sick about Yolanda, but that didn’t give him the right to take it out on the nurse.

Besides, Yolanda needed to rest.

Charles had been ready to lose it, but Teresa’s outburst snapped him right back to reality. He went quiet, his anger suddenly gone, and didn’t didn’t say another word.

The nurse, relieved that Teresa had stepped in, quickly moved to check Yolanda’s temperature.

But when she took the reading, it was still above 39°C–no improvement at all.

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