"Slap!" Sophie shook her head in anger. "All you can think about is Miss Emmeline! What about the young lady lying in bed?! Because of Emmeline, the young lady is covered in injuries and has nearly lost her life several times! This time, because of Emmeline's suicide attempt, she has become withdrawn. Evans, has your heart been taken by a dog? Why do you have no feelings at all when you see someone who is alive and has been hurt?!"
Sophie, who was usually calm, could no longer hold back her tears and shouted, "Are you my son? I really wish I had never had a son like you! You worthless brat!" She was so furious that she could hardly catch her breath. After cursing, she still felt no relief and noticed a stand for hanging IV bags in front of the bed. In a fit of rage, Sophie rushed over, grabbed the stand, and swung it at Evans.
