Emily Quest nodded in response. “It is… Mary, I know I’m the one at fault here… Is there any way you could ever forgive me?”
Mary Sullivan sighed. “I’ve actually already forgiven you. No matter how you dice it, you’re still my best friend. My sister, You may have faked your pregnancy but I just can’t seem to stay mad about it. I understand why you did such a thing after all.”
Relief washed over Emily after hearing Mary’s words. She hugged Mary, tears trickling down her cheeks. “You’re the best Mary…”
Mary gently patted Emily on her back. “Alright, alright Don’t start crying now… Look at you, you big cry baby. This really isn’t like you.”
“Yeah, I don’t feel like myself anymore these days. It’s all Xyla’s fault… Whenever I don’t take my medication now, I instantly feel like dying terribly… Though the medicine definitely helps, a part of me still wants to die.” Emily wept as she said all this, crocodile tears still flowing from her eyes.
Mary carefully raised her hands and patted Emily on her back. “Alright, don’t cry. Look at you now, you’re like a cry baby. This isn’t like you.”
Mary continued patting her back. “That b*itch… She’s unforgivable. She ruined both our lives. We can’t let her off that easily.”
Emily couldn’t help but secretly slip out a devilish smile. “Let’s… Not talk about this anymore… Do your injuries still hurt, Mary? Are they going to leave any scars?”
Mary had always loved her beauty. She would definitely hate it if there were scars left behind on her body.
Emily knew her questions would provoke Mary. Emily had previously asked her mother to investigate what happened between Mary and Xyla. She was well-acquainted with the drama happening between the two of them.
“It would be a miracle if no scars were left behind. Once my injuries are healed, I’ll definitely be getting plastic surgery. Why did you have to mention it… It’s just making me angry.” Mary groaned, slightly pissed off.
“Sorry, sorry, let’s not talk about it anymore then… Plastic surgery has certainly advanced incredibly in recent years… I’m sure your skin will look as good as new again once you’re done with it.”
“I’m aware of that. But for the time being, I’m still suffering, knowing the fact that I still have scars all over my body. It’s all because of Xyla.” Mary hated Xyla with every fiber of her body. If she could, she would eat Xyla up and drain her of all her blood.
Emily sighed before letting go of Mary. “It’s truly a pity. A beautiful girl like you having to endure such a cruel beating to the point where your entire body is wrapped in bandages.”
Mary’s tone raised as her anger grew again. “I’m done with self-pitying. It’s time for revenge. I’ll definitely make Xyla experience the hell I’ve gone through. No, I’ll kill her! I’ll make sure she dies.”
Her reaction alone was enough to make Emily happy and satisfied. Knowing that Mary already hated Xyla beyond compare, Emily said nothing more to provoke her. She knew that she now had another pawn in hand. Eventually, this pawn of hers would be used to exact her revenge.
“I’ll avenge the both of us, Emily…” Mary said in a determined voice.
“I don’t think I have the heart to exact revenge anymore…”
“Why are you being so weak all of a sudden? Actually, it’s fine. You’re sick after all. You couldn’t do anything even if you wanted to.”
A wave of sleepiness swept through Emily. Her eyelids fluttered as she said, “Mary, I think my medication is kicking in… I feel incredibly sleepy so I thinkI should take my leave for now.”
“Take care,” said Mary as Emily got up and left the room.
After leaving the room, Emily’s phone started vibrating in her pocket. She saw a familiar number and picked up as she walked back to her room.
“I’ve not found anything about your brother-in-law’s background, but I do have some information which I think you could put to good use,” said a man on the other side of the line.
“What have you found?” Emily’s eyes lit up with anticipation.
