She had nothing to do with Annie Lawrence.
But on second thought, she held back her words.
Considering Annie's current condition, Benjamin must be heartbroken. It's best not to dwell on trivial matters.
There's no point in arguing with someone who's dying.
Joanna Lawrence entered the hospital room, arm in arm with Ashton Heath.
The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant, slightly irritating. Joanna walked to the hospital bed, stopped, and looked down at the ghostly pale Annie Lawrence.
Annie's face was drained of color, but the moment she locked eyes with Joanna, a strong hatred burst forth from within her. The hatred was so intense that even Ashton Heath, standing beside Joanna, could feel it.
Ashton tightened his arm around Joanna's waist, subconsciously pulling her closer to him.
It was a defensive move.
Watching this scene, Annie's heart felt as if it had been brutally stabbed, causing immense discomfort throughout her body.
