"Keara's death made your father think that I was the one who didn't take good care of her. He said I was the one who caused her death," Indah said, smiling bitterly.
Anya took a deep breath. "He raised her, loved her and never left her side. Of course it was difficult for him to accept her death. Don't worry about it. If he knew what Keara was doing, he would understand."
"Keara hated me. She spread rumours about me, slandered me. That's why I cut off her treatment and transferred her to a regular hospital. Not that I didn't help her. If she killed herself for that, how come it's my fault?"
Aiden replied calmly, "Mother, when dad gets out of prison, let me talk to him. If he still won't open his eyes and blame you, I suggest you make a plan in advance. You can't be happy if you live with someone who hates you. There may be danger."
"Do you mean…" Indah looked at Aiden in surprise.
