“Sister, help me, please!” Trishia’s voice was helpless.
She was terribly in pain.
Arabella’s feet immediately stopped.
How could she possibly leave Trishia behind?
Her half-sister?
This was also what she hated about herself.
Arabella felt all her hatred toward Trishia had suddenly vanished and been replaced by mercy.
She had a big heart for those people who were not kind to her.
In this kind of situation, she had to think of herself first.
She had to save herself but why was her heart so heavy about leaving Trishia behind?
She could already feel guilt and dissatisfaction about herself.
“Arabella, you have to listen to me! There is no time. You go back there, you die!” Bill was already shouting at her pissed.
His tone was impatient as he was not used to this kind of stubbornness of women.
It was only Arabella who could put this up and the only woman he tolerated.
