"Your legs are paralyzed and your left hand is crippled."
Frances' simple explanation clearly illustrates Sabina's current situation.
Even I feel it hard to believe when I hear it.
As for Sabina, how will she accept it?
Sabina sits on the bed for a long time, as if she hasn't recovered from her shock.
After a long while, she finally lets out a scream and bursts into tears.
"No! I won't! I'm a pianist. How can I lose my use of my hands and legs? I still have so many
performances. How can my life be ruined like this?"
Yes.
To Sabina, such a life is desperate.
Sabina goes mad.
While crying, she beats her leg with her right hand desperately.
However, no matter how hard she tries, her legs do not react.
...
She suddenly laughs loudly. Then she turns to look at me with hatred.
"It's your fault! Why did you push me downstairs? You have ruined my life. All your family members are
vicious! Let me tell you. I won't let you off. I'll call the police and have them arrest you. You pushed me
down from the third floor. You wanted to kill me! I won't let you off!"
After it, Sabina begins to look for her cell phone.
I glance at the broken cell phone on the bed with a serious expression.
I didn't mean to push Sabina. However, there were only three of us in the ward at that time. Even if I
explain, will the police believe me?
I don't want to go to jail, nor do I want to ruin my life for this false accusation.
I still have a lot of doubts. How can I go to prison like this?
However, Frances hands his phone to Sabina.
"Your phone is broken. Use mine."
Frances' behavior is unexpected and reasonable.
Sure enough, he wants me dead.
He didn't attack me before, perhaps because the time wasn't right.
Holding the phone, Sabina is about to call the police.
Frances' cold voice sounds.
"Before you call the police, I want you to think about a question. First of all, let's not talk about whether
Jane deliberately pushed you downstairs or not. But it's true that you kidnapped her mother and almost
killed her mother. If Jane calls the police, not only will you be sentenced to prison, but you will also lose
your reputation. The fame you have earned over the past 20 years, and the halo that you would rather
divorce my father than pursue will disappear."
Hearing it, Sabina withdraws her hand, which is rested above the dial button.
I finally understand that it is Frances' trick to give Sabina the phone.
Is he ... helping me?
Sabina puts down the phone unwillingly. Then she looks at me with cold and cruel eyes.
"If you still have some conscience, don't call the police. Otherwise, even if I'm disabled, I can kidnap
your mother and ... your younger brother."
Sabina is threatening me. But it works on me, for I cherish my family now.
I have no choice but to compromise.
Just like what my Mom says, if it continues, it will only deepen our grudge against each other. In the
end, it won't be beneficial to anyone.
"I won't call the police. I hope you won't go crazy again," I say coldly.
"I'm crazy? Why do you say so? Do you know how important my hands and legs are? You destroy
them, and now you're telling me not to go crazy. Should I break your hands and legs?"
Sabina becomes excited again. She rolls on the bed and pounces on me.
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