When Be left Angie Robert’s office, she saw Dn and Bryan waiting for her at the end of the corridor near the elevator.

She walked towards them, but with every step she took, it felt like there were weights around her ankles — her steps were so heavy.

Her mind still tried to process what she had discussed with Doctor Angie. Even when Bryan asked her something, she didn’t really hear or understand what he was saying. She could only nod and watch him press the elevator button.

Later, Dn walked, and standing before her with a coffeette in his hand, Be snapped out of her thoughts, hearing his words.

"Ma’am, your coffee," Dn said, handing Be a warm coffeette.

A faint smile graced her face as she said, "How did you know my favorite?" epting the coffee before continuing her words again, "Did you ask my husband about it?"

Dn shook his head. "No, Ma’am. I asked Sam."

"Ah..." Be stopped in front of the elevator. Then, she nced at Bryan beside her, "Bryan, can you call the elevator for us? We need to go to my mother’s VIP room..."

Bryan was surprised to hear her question. He had already asked her earlier, and he clearly saw her nod. Knowing his mistress must be thinking about her mother, he reassured her, "Yes, ma’am, I already called the elevator."

"Thank you..." Be entered the elevator while sipping hertte. She no longer spoke to the two men standing in front of her. Her mind, once again filled with thoughts of her mother’s illness, stressed her again.

Not long after, Be stood in front of the VIP treatment room where her mother was staying.

She stood there for a few more minutes, doing nothing, just standing still like a statue. Somehow, she didn’t dare to open the door, which caused Bryan and Dn to worry.

"Ma’am, do you want to rest in your room for a while?" Dn suggested an idea to her because she could see how mentally exhausted she was now.

Be turned her gaze to Dn, frowning slightly at his offer. A room to rest? Did they book another VIP room for her on this floor, too? She felt puzzled.

Before Be could ask, Dn said, "Ma’am, we emptied this entire floor. So, you can choose any room you want to use."

Dn exined that they had secured the whole floor and ced security guards to prevent unauthorized entry and visitors. CCTV blind spot is guarded directly by the security personnel.

No one could enter this floor without permission from a security guard. Only a few nurses and doctors were explicitly assigned to care for Ms. Natalie Wright.

Be was taken aback hearing that. She didn’t expect her husband to make such highly detailed arrangements.

’Gosh, Tristan! You don’t have to do this,’ sheughed inwardly, recalling how extravagant her husband was.

No wonder Aunty Angie was surprised when her mother immediately received VIP treatment from the hospital director.

Be almost choked when she talked to Aunty Angie earlier because Angie asked whether she was dating the hospital’s director.

Gosh!

However, despite the fuss, Be was grateful that her mother hadn’t told Aunty Angie about her rtionship with the Sinir family.

...

Sighing deeply, Be looked around to confirm what Dn had said.

She saw that the entire floor was indeed empty of regr people. She only saw several men in ck suits sitting in the lounge near the elevator and standing in various spots that CCTV does not cover.

Be also noticed Sam in the corner, talking to a few men who wore casual clothes likemoners. She believed they were Sam’s subordinates from Sentinel Network.

After taking in her surroundings, Be returned her gaze to Dn and Bryan.

"It’s okay, guys. I don’t need to rest now—no need to worry about me. Go take your rest; you can do whatever you want. I’m not going anywhere."

Be insisted they leave her alone. The ce was safe, and they didn’t need to worry about her safety.

"Yes, ma’am..." they both answered and walked away, joining the others in the lounge.

As for Be, after taking a deep breath, she finally dared to open the door. She slowly pushed it open and was surprised to find the room, which resembled a living room with a set of sofas, empty.

No one was there.

When she checked the room’s opposite corner, she also saw an empty dining table and a small kitchen.

’Did Dn lead me to the wrong room? Why is no one here?’ Be frowned slightly.

When she was about to leave the room, her eyes fell on a white door in the corner.

The door was slightly ajar. She was sure the room was a bedroom.

Her heart started beating fast again as she realized that her mother and Aunt Emma must be inside.

She walked toward the door to check, but her steps halted when she faintly heard Aunt Emma’s voice talking to her mother. No, they weren’t talking—they were crying.

...

Be overheard her mother saying through her sobs, "Emma, I promise you, I won’t return to Lucas again!"

"Yes, you have to be separated from him forever! Natalie, you need to care about yourself, heal yourself, and do chemotherapy." Emma tried to convince Natalie.

"No. I don’t need to do chemotherapy, Emma. I don’t want to live. I’d rather die than live..." Natalie said softly amidst her sobs.

Emma was shocked when she heard her words. "Natalie!! What are you saying? Don’t say things like that! You can’t die now. Please, never think about it..."

Natalie took a deep breath before answering Emma.

"Why should I live? It’s meaningless for me to live, Emma. Lucas will never change. He will still torture me if he finds out I’m still alive. Then, Henry, that child never cared about me even though he could defend me, protect me from Lucas’ torture."

Emma was utterly speechless. She opened her mouth a few times but could not say anything because what Natalie said was true.

"Meanwhile, my daughter, Be..." Natalie’s voice shook, "I don’t know where she is now. Why should I live if the people I consider family don’t care about me anymore?"