Chapter 414 She Wants Revenge
As a fellow doctor, how could Evelyn not know how cruel this statement was?
The members of the Taylor family lowered their heads in sorrow, and Aaron took off his military cap to mourn for Kimberly.
Although they had already known the answer the moment they stepped into the hospital, hearing this bad news still felt like a knife to the heart.
The only one who couldn't accept it was Evelyn.
"No, it can't be, Kimberly is strong, how could this happen?" Evelyn suddenly grabbed the doctor's arm and shook it frantically, repeatedly asking hoarsely, falling into a heart-wrenching frenzy.
"Evelyn, calm down, calm down!"
Edward hugged her tightly from behind, wishing he could merge her into his flesh and blood. "Kimberly probably didn't suffer much when she passed. The dead cannot come back to life. What we, the living, need to do is seek justice for the deceased!"
Kimberly was not Evelyn's relative, not even a friend.
But Kimberly sacrificed her young life for her. The remorse and guilt were unbearable for the kind-hearted Evelyn.
In her mind, it was as if she had pulled the trigger herself.
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I caused her death."
Tears streamed down Evelyn's cheeks, washing over her sharp jawline. She kept poking her chest with her fingertips, wishing it were a knife to cut open her heart.
Edward saw her collapse and felt a stabbing pain in his heart, a huge sorrow choking his throat, bitter to the extreme.
When Evelyn opened her eyes again, she was already lying on a hospital bed receiving an IV.
Her brothers were busy outside, and Simon and Ulysses were by her side.
"Ulysses," Evelyn called softly.
"I'm here, Evelyn." Ulysses sat by the bed, tightly holding her hand.
"Before Kimberly passed, she told me there was important evidence on her phone. But the phone is smashed and won't turn on. Can you get it to power on and recover the data?"
"No problem, leave it to me."
Ulysses patted his chest, trying to give Evelyn a confident smile but couldn't muster the energy. "Even if the phone is crushed, as long as the chip isn't broken, I can recover it."
Evelyn nodded reassuringly and closed her eyes again.
"Evelyn, what exactly is the secret?"
Simon, quick-witted, caught the key point immediately. "Could the people who attacked you tonight be after the secret? Is Kimberly's death related to this?"
"Yes, but I need concrete evidence first. I can't tell you the details yet."
Evelyn clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her palms.
She needed this pain, this pain to keep her awake, to keep the hatred and anger alive in her heart!
She wanted revenge for William, for Kimberly, for everyone harmed by Tiffany!
At the end of the hallway by the window.
It was already early morning, and Edward, unable to sleep, stood by the window with bloodshot eyes, looking outside.
He immediately called Eric, asking him to meet him quickly.
Eric first put Molly to sleep at home, had Ellen watch over her, and then drove quickly to meet Edward.
"Edward, don't worry, I've already talked to the underworld."
Eric had a cigarette in his mouth but put it away irritably, remembering they were in a hospital. "With the police openly hunting him, the killer won't dare show his face. And in the underworld, who would dare not give me some respect? He has no escape, not even smuggling out. The Clark family will secretly search all of Mugden three times a day; that killer is doomed!"
"Eric, thank you."
Edward heavily patted his shoulder and asked hoarsely, "Did you tell Molly about Kimberly?"
"How could I? I can't bring myself to say it!"
Eric rubbed his forehead in frustration and took a deep breath. "Although I only met Kimberly once, I know she was very close to Molly and was a good girl. If Molly finds out about this, I really can't imagine it; I'm afraid she would break down."
"Yes, we can't let Molly know."
Edward's heart felt like it was being squeezed tighter and tighter by an invisible hand. "Evelyn is already on the verge of breaking down. If someone as strong as her can't hold on, imagine how others would feel."
Eric's eyes widened in shock.
He knew what had happened on the way here, and even if Edward didn't tell him, he could find out about the Clark family's background.
"Edward, what are you planning to do next?"
"Take care of Kimberly's funeral. Bart checked, her hometown is in the countryside, her parents died early, and she only has a grandmother left."
"Such a poor girl!" Eric felt very sad.
"I will have Bart take good care of Kimberly's grandmother in her later years. If she is willing, I will bring her to Mugden and arrange for her to stay in the best nursing home to enjoy her old age." Edward, like Evelyn, had witnessed Kimberly's death.
The pain in her heart was as heavy as the weight in his.
"If Kimberly's grandmother is willing, it would be good. It might ease Evelyn's guilt a bit."
Eric, perhaps softened by living with Molly, had less hostility and more understanding. "Edward, you need to keep an eye on Evelyn during this time. Don't let her get stuck in a rut and hurt herself psychologically. Over time, she could be ruined!"
"I know, I understand."
Suddenly, Edward looked at Eric with a playful gaze. "I've noticed, ever since you and Molly got together, you've changed."
"Changed? How?"
"You've become more human."
"Are you out of words? What do you mean more human? I was always human." Eric immediately broke character, raising an eyebrow.
"Not human, more like a ghost." Edward's thin lips twitched.
"Get lost!"
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