Chapter 7

"Mom?"

He called out to me uncertainly.

I couldn't open my mouth, but I nodded with tears in my eyes.

He suddenly broke down, his emotions out of control: "Mom, who did this to you?"

His voice trembled like a helpless child.

Then he froze, realizing belatedly that Jessica's reference to the mistress was about me.

But he quickly calmed down, grabbing medical instruments: "Mom, don't worry, you will be okay. I will save you."

He began examining my injuries, his body trembling more with each check.

He spoke shakily: "Mom, did Jessica do all this to you? Including the stitching below?"

I closed my eyes, silent.

My silent acknowledgment evidently enraged Brandon Mitchell. He nearly stormed out several times to find Jessica, but Dr. Brown stopped him:

"The most important thing now is to treat the patient's wounds."

My poor older son, he's such a dutiful person. But now, he's forced to face his mother's disgrace.

And this disgrace was brought by the girl he cherished.

Under the effect of anesthesia, I gradually drifted into sleep.

When I woke up again, I was lying on a hospital bed.

Brandon Mitchell's face was grim, but his exhaustion was evident. His dark circles were heavy and pronounced.

Seeing me awake, he immediately came over, showing concern.

But I remained silent.

"Mom, why haven't I seen my brother?"

Brandon Mitchell's voice trembled, but his eyes were full of hope.

I finally broke down, crying: "Brother? What brother do you have?"

Brandon Mitchell suddenly slumped to the ground, forcing a smile: "Mom, what nonsense are you saying? Of course, I have a brother. He's almost seven. I even bought him an Ultraman taller than him for his birthday."

"How could I not have a brother?"

At that moment, Jessica was brought in by two bodyguards, shouting arrogantly all the way:

"Do you know who I am? How dare you grab me?"

"My boyfriend is Brandon Mitchell. I'm the future young madam of the Mitchell family. You don't know how you'll die if you offend me!"

Arrogant and disdainful, she was forced to kneel in front of my bed by the bodyguards.

Her face turned even worse when she saw me, nearly shouting:

"Wretch, you're still alive and dare to show up in front of me!"

"This time, I will definitely kill you."

She struggled to break free from the bodyguards and lunged at me.

The next second, Brandon Mitchell kicked her to the ground.

Jessica looked incredulously at Brandon Mitchell, feeling wronged: "You hit me for this wretch?"

"Brandon Mitchell, I'm telling you, we're over!"

"This time, even if you beg me on your knees, I won't forgive you!"

Brandon Mitchell gritted his teeth, squeezing out a few words: "This is my mom, my real mom!"

Jessica was stunned for a moment, then her expression changed:

"Oh, so it's my mother-in-law. No wonder she looks so much like Brandon Mitchell."

Her quick change of expression was astonishing, but I had no energy to be impressed.

I was too weak to even slap her.

So I said to Brandon Mitchell: "Didn't you want to know where your brother is?"

"Ask her, she knows."

Jessica's fawning smile froze instantly.

She turned and met Brandon Mitchell's bloodshot eyes.

She gulped, stammering: "I don't know."

Brandon Mitchell suddenly stood up and slapped her hard.

Jessica's cheek swelled up immediately.

She defiantly grabbed Brandon Mitchell's hand, trying to strike back: "You actually hit me!"

"I'm telling you, your brother is dead, hahahahaha!"

"Dead!"

So I asked Brandon Mitchell, "Aren't you curious about your brother's whereabouts?"

"Ask her, she knows."

The smile on Jessica Mitchell's face stiffened instantly.

Turning around, she met Brandon Mitchell's bloodshot eyes.

She swallowed hard and stammered, "I don’t know."

Brandon Mitchell suddenly stood up and slapped her hard.

Jessica's cheek swelled up immediately.

Defiantly, she grabbed Brandon's hand, attempting to fight back, "You actually hit me!"

"I’ll tell you, your brother is dead! Hahaha!"

"Dead!"