Chapter 264 I Think You Did It on Purpose
Margaret was petrified, and she held Marlon, who was covered in blood, in her arms.
It was the first time she had seen Marlon bleed so much.
When a person was extremely shocked, they would forget to cry and scream. They became dumbfounded, their mind went blank, and their hands and feet turned cold.
"Dad, what's wrong with you? How did you end up like this?" Margaret's eyes were wide open, her fingers trembling as she touched Marlon's blood-stained, aged skin.
His skin used to be very delicate, and well-maintained, but now it was dry and rough like old tree bark. All because of her!
That was all her fault. If she hadn't insisted on marrying Raymond, if she hadn't insisted on loving Raymond, Marlon wouldn't have ended up like this.
Nancy also rushed to Marlon's side, constantly shaking his body. "Marlon, you were fine when we left, how did you end up like this? What happened?"
Marlon shook his head at Nancy, struggling to pull out a smile, his lips moving slightly.
He wanted to tell her not to cry, not to be sad.
At this moment, Raymond also came down from upstairs. He was shocked, walking step by step to Marlon.
Clearly, Raymond hadn't yet processed what had just happened.
Marlon was like a madman, causing trouble for him, and now he had fallen like this.
Margaret heard the footsteps and slowly raised her eyes, seeing Raymond standing in front of her.
Margaret recalled the scene she had just witnessed. She and Nancy had just returned to the villa and saw Marlon's body hanging from the balcony, suspended in mid-air.
Raymond and Marlon were struggling over something.
Margaret seemed to be stimulated and instantly understood everything, standing up from the ground.
Raymond saw Margaret's cold, unfamiliar eyes. It was the first time he had seen her with such an expression.
He felt inexplicably guilty and wanted to explain, "It's not..."
The words were still in his throat, just beginning.
He was slapped by Margaret with a backhand.
Raymond's face instantly burned with pain, and his vision went black for a moment. He almost fell.
Immediately, Margaret's furious voice, crazily hit his face and body, "Raymond, what did I tell you before I left? I told you not to make things difficult for him! It's New Year's Eve! Is this how you treat my dad? You treat me like this, and that's not enough, you even treat him like this on New Year's Eve?"
She added, "He's already a cripple! He can't even speak! The Hughes Group is now in your hands, and our family has been tormented by you to this extent, isn't that enough?"
Raymond covered his numb cheek, his face darkened, and he looked up to see Margaret trembling with anger, shouting at him.
She was angry, but he was also very angry. What did he do wrong?
He was invited to the Hughes Villa for dinner, he was the notified guest.
He didn't want to come, but he was afraid Margaret would be angry, so he came.
He prepared generous gifts, everyone in Margaret's family had a share, including Margaret.
He brought gifts, but still had to endure Margaret and Nancy's attitudes. He tolerated it.
It was Margaret and Nancy who insisted on going out shopping, leaving him and Marlon alone, and he was coldly warned by Margaret, enduring her icy gaze.
Marlon wanted to die himself and even hit him. He didn't hold it against him! His hand and arm were still faintly aching!
Marlon suddenly attempted suicide in front of him, and he grabbed Marlon's hand, almost falling himself. He was also aggrieved and upset.
Margaret didn't even ask, she just slapped him.
So this was what it felt like to be misunderstood, so painful, so oppressive.
Raymond felt he needed to stay calm. Margaret was already not calm, and if he didn't stay calm, the situation would only get more out of control.
"Margaret, I'm saying..." Raymond held back his anger, trying to communicate with Margaret again.
Margaret slapped Raymond's face again, just on the other side.
"Shut up! What else do you have to say? Raymond, I shouldn't have invited you to our house for dinner today! It's all your fault, you caused my dad to end up like this!" Margaret cried and shouted, raising her fists and hitting Raymond continuously.
Raymond initially didn't argue with her, but her strength grew, and the punches became more frequent.
Raymond also got angry, grabbing her wrist, his eyes red, gritting his teeth, "Do you think I wanted to come to your house for dinner? If it weren't for you, would I be here today? Since I came to your house, has anyone in your family treated me well? Your dad is always right, and I'm always wrong?"
"Margaret, are you blind? Why are you so heartless?" Raymond roared, and he pushed Margaret hard, making her stumble.
Marlon was still in Nancy's arms at this moment.
Both of them were crying, and Nancy held his bleeding body, wailing, sobbing.
Marlon was vomiting blood in large mouthfuls, the blood was bright red, deeply piercing Margaret's eyes.
Nancy, in utter despair, turned to see the useless Margaret, anger rising in her heart, and she put Marlon on the ground, suddenly standing up.
"It's all your fault! Why did you let Raymond come? You idiot, I think you deliberately wanted your dad to die!" Nancy raised her hand and slapped Margaret's face.
Margaret was hit so hard she felt dizzy. If she remembered correctly, this was the second time in her twenty-something years that Nancy had slapped her.
The first time was when Marlon had a car accident, outside the operating room, urgently needing money, and Raymond didn't give Nancy a face, Nancy had slapped her then too.
Margaret's hair was all stuck to her cheek, her face numb, without feeling. Her ears felt like a swarm of bees buzzing.
"I think you did it on purpose! You think your dad is a burden, right? If he dies, you'll be free! You bastard, everything we told you not to do, you did! The man we chose for you, you didn't want! You insisted on choosing Raymond, that beast. We told you to divorce, and you dragged your feet! He ruined our family, ruined you, and you shamelessly went to the hospital to bring him soup? Did he care about you? Did he appreciate it? Didn't you just come back humiliated? It's you, you're the culprit, how could we have raised such a useless daughter!" Nancy cried and cursed, raising her hand to slap Margaret again.
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