My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna) novel Chapter 2089

Hearing the word 'death', Aurelia was so frightened that she quickly covered her mouth and did not dare make another sound.

Though the method was slightly inappropriate, it was effective.

If it were me, I definitely couldn't bear to frighten the child. Indeed, Freya was quicker to take action.

Freya looked as if she read my mind as she stood up and shrugged her shoulders. "Look, sometimes there's no gender difference between parenting styles."

I could not help but shake her head. Poor Oliver. He had probably been intimidated by Freya for the past six years. Luckily, he was a boy with a stronger mind. A girl may have felt incredibly wronged.

But joking was the last thing this situation called for, so I kept silent.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Neal finally opened his eyes slowly and looked around weakly.

It was different from the first time I met him. This time, I saw the will to live in his eyes.

As soon as he regained consciousness, he stubbornly struggled to get out of my arms and leaned against the back of the sofa.

He twisted his body, and the wounds on his body were strained. He grimaced and gritted his teeth because of the pain.

I quickly helped him up. "Don't force yourself."

Neal did not reply. He kept his eyes fixed on the ground, not even daring to look at me.

The series of actions indicated that he still remembered the rules of the Roberts and respected me. He would not cross the line so easily.

I reached out to console him, but he shrank back to dodge. I could only give this idea up as I retracted my hand. I got up and sat down on the sofa beside him, letting him sit in a more comfortable position.

Neal knew of my good intentions. As soon as I sat down, he adjusted his posture, and the twisting of his face eased.

Soon, the familiar sound of the ambulance was heard from downstairs. The medical staff came up and took Neal away in a wheelchair.

We had just exited the unit when we bumped into Amy and her husband, who had just rushed back.

As soon as she saw Neal, Amy rushed up and knelt in front of the wheelchair, crying, "My son, what happened to you? It's all my fault. I didn't take good care of you."

While crying, she ignored Neal's reluctance to be near her and pulled his head into her arms.

She was incredibly gifted in acting. If we didn't know better, we would have bought into her lies.

However, all that remained was indifference.

Freya showed them no respect at all and mocked sarcastically, "Yes, yes. If you try harder, you'll suffocate the child. Getting rid of the witness, I see."