Chapter 165 Margaret Didn't Mean It
Raymond suddenly stopped in his tracks. He turned around and saw Sarah, tears streaming down her face, lying on the hospital bed. With a blank expression, Raymond said, "Margaret didn't mean to do it."
"She tricked me into going there! Then she slashed my face with a knife. She took advantage of your love for her and the lack of surveillance!" Sarah cried, struggling to catch her breath.
Raymond pressed his lips together. "I'm sorry on her behalf. She's been spoiled by her family since she was a kid, so she's a bit arrogant."
"Raymond, are you seriously going to protect her like this? Why are you so biased? What right do you have to apologize for her? I'm the one who treats you best and supports you, not Margaret! You always said you'd repay me and marry me, but you've already broken your promise! I just want her to apologize to me. Is a simple verbal apology really that hard?" Sarah's voice trembled as she spoke, her hands clenched into fists.
Just then, the door to the ward opened. Hubert walked in to check on the patients and saw Sarah so upset. He quickly tried to calm her down. "Ms. Martinez, you can't get so worked up! You already have signs of depression. If you keep getting so upset, things could get out of hand!"
"Raymond, I just want her to apologize to me. Is that too much to ask?" Sarah cried, pounding her fists on the bedspread. "What did I do wrong? I just want an apology. Is that too much to ask?"
Raymond didn't want to agree. Margaret was his wife. Even if she did something wrong, only he could reprimand her. She shouldn't have to bow down and apologize to someone else. His expression grew colder, his features more rigid.
Hubert looked at Raymond and said, "Mr. Howard, she's the patient, and her emotions are more important. Just agree to her request. Depression is no joke."
Raymond's lips pressed even tighter. Yes, Sarah had been kind to him. Without Sarah, he wouldn't be where he was today.
Back when his parents died tragically, and he had just arrived at the orphanage, he was bullied. Sarah saved him twice, once when he was surrounded by a group of thugs in a suburban field, who defecated and urinated on him. It was Sarah who appeared and saved him. But he was so intent on dying that he didn't even speak to her.
The second time, she found him at the orphanage and brought supplies and warm clothes amidst everyone's envy. But he only coldly thanked her.
Sarah was the kindest person in the world. Maybe to others, she was a bad person, but to him, she was the best. She learned his story and offered to help him get revenge. She funded him with a million dollars and celebrated his birthday every year.
In his eyes, she was a kind person. He even promised to marry her to repay her kindness. She waited for him for so many years, without complaint or regret.
It could be said that without Sarah's introduction, he wouldn't have met Margaret so smoothly, nor would he have transformed himself into someone Margaret liked, making her infatuated with him.
This matter was indeed Margaret's fault. Sarah only asked for an apology from Margaret. How unreasonable was that? While Margaret retained her pride and dignity, Sarah lost her beauty.
Thinking about it, the ice in Raymond's eyes started to thaw. He said, "Alright. But you need to watch yourself. Don't make things harder for her or yourself. I'll get you the best medical team to try and fix your face."
"Fine. I just want an apology." Seeing how fiercely he protected Margaret, Sarah felt a burning jealousy. But she still put on a weak and pitiful act. As soon as Raymond left, she flashed a sinister smile.
Sarah thought to herself, 'Raymond, you're dreaming. You want Margaret to come back and apologize to me? She might as well apologize to me in hell! Margaret's probably already decomposing somewhere by the lake. You still think she's coming back? Dream on. I'll use your guilt to slowly take over your heart. Raymond, neither you nor the Hughes family can escape my control.' Thinking of this, she felt immense satisfaction.
Raymond left the hospital and drove to the one where Marlon was. He had just entered the room when he heard Nancy crying and trying to make a phone call, but it was clear the call wasn't going through.
"What? You still can't reach her?" Raymond's anger flared up.
Nancy hung up the phone, looked up with tears in her eyes, and gritted her teeth. "Raymond, you're mad at Margaret, so you take it out on Marlon? You even reported Marlon's death and built him a Chapel of Rest! Aren't you cursing him to die?"
She added, "You even cut off his medication. Do you know that the nurse said today that if he doesn't get his medication, he really won't make it! Marlon will really die!"
Facing Nancy's tearful accusations, Raymond said coldly, "Everyone dies. Margaret doesn't care about him anymore, so why should you?"
"You're such a jerk! I'll fight you!" Nancy, enraged, stepped forward quickly and raised her hand to slap Raymond.
Just as the slap was about to land on Raymond's face, he grabbed her wrist. Raymond said with a blank expression, "I don't hit women, but if you dare to talk nonsense again, you'll be in trouble! If it weren't for Margaret, do you think you and Marlon would still be alive?"
He suddenly let go of her hand. Nancy stumbled and collapsed to the ground. Nancy's nose tingled, and she broke down in tears. "Raymond, look at yourself now! You're a wolf in sheep's clothing! Margaret was so unlucky to meet you! People like you will end up miserable! Just wait and see, you'll get your comeuppance! Your retribution will be far worse than ours!"
"Instead of cursing me, why don't you spend your energy trying to get your daughter to show up? I don't know if I'll get my comeuppance, but she ran away, and you are the ones who should be cursed!" Raymond sneered coldly. Without even looking at Nancy, he turned and left the room.
He never believed in curses, but Nancy's curse would come true in the near future. The pain and hatred Raymond inflicted on Margaret would all come back to him, and only then would he realize how much pain and despair Margaret had once felt.
But people always held on to a glimmer of hope, only believing in fate when it truly happened to them. Raymond and Margaret were fated to torment each other, a destiny that was nearly impossible to alter.
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