Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband-Chapter 857 - : You Don’t Hate Me at All?
Chapter 857: Chapter 857: You Don’t Hate Me at All?
Watching her sudden move, Camila Walker was once again stunned.
“Eat, you haven’t had anything from last night to now, you must be hungry, right?” Seeing her not moving, Emily Walker looked at her and spoke, her calm face showing no expressions.
If it were not for her difficulty moving, she wouldn’t have considered feeding her.
Remembering all that she had done to her, it would be a lie to say there was no hatred in her heart.
Camila Walker was startled for a while, but eventually opened her mouth and ate the porridge.
“Thank you.”
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A “thank you” came from Camila Walker’s mouth, which somewhat surprised Emily Walker, but she did not respond and kept feeding her, one spoonful at a time.
It seemed like Camila Walker had truly changed. Was it because she had experienced too much, and that had changed her?
Emily Walker thought to herself, but her expression remained cold and unchanging.
Noticing that since she came in, there hadn’t been a single smile, but rather a consistently stern face, Camila Walker felt somewhat uncomfortable for some reason.
Though she behaved so amiably, looking at her composed little face, Camila Walker felt as if she could sense that, despite feeding her, Emily Walker might not have truly forgiven her.
Feeling uneasy, Camila Walker started a conversation.
“How is Mother doing?”
“She hasn’t woken up. The doctor said she is out of danger, but didn’t mention when she would wake up,” she asked, and Emily Walker answered without reservation.
“Will she wake up then?” Hearing this, Camila Walker seemed a bit nervous.
Even if she was out of life-threatening danger, what difference would it make if she didn’t wake up?
Emily Walker looked up, her shining pupils looking at her.
Even if Camila Walker was bad, she truly did care about her parents.
“She will wake up. The wound didn’t hit anything vital, and it won’t cause other complications.”
Hearing this, Camila Walker finally breathed a sigh of relief, “That’s good.”
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The hospital room fell quiet again until the bowl of steaming porridge was all gone. Then, Emily Walker prepared to get up and leave.
“You rest well. The doctor said you’re recovering very well and you’ll be discharged after a week.” Standing up, she said to Camila Walker, who was on the hospital bed, before Emily Walker then turned to leave.
Watching her leave, Camila Walker suddenly spoke up, “Do you not hate me at all?”
Emily Walker paused in her step, then turned around, her dark star eyes fixed on her, “Of course I hate you. The things you did before were truly detestable; how could I not hate you?”
Camila Walker paused, somewhat surprised.
If she hated her so much, why bother treating her like this today?
“Then why did you still bring me to the hospital, and bring me food?” Remembering all this, Camila Walker lowered her eyes, seeming to feel a bit more guilt.
Emily Walker looked up, giving her a glance, her fair face always a bit severe.
“I did all this not because you’re my ‘Sister’ by title, but because you are Mother’s daughter. I don’t want to see her in pain. During the period of time when you were abroad, she missed you a lot.”
Emily Walker said calmly, fundamentally, she did it because of that trace of pity in her heart.
“She also knows that the poison in you is connected to me, but because she raised you for over 20 years, even though I am her biological daughter, she never thought of letting you die at Baron Stuart’s hand because of it.”
If she had taken revenge on Camila Walker, Mother would have been very pained, right?
