Lilah and Miranda hurried towards the voice, only to witness a heart-wrenching scene.

In the thorn bushes, Lila tightly gripped Jerrold's shoulders, confronting the maids who had found them first.

When Lilah arrived, she saw Jerrold's arms covered in red marks from the thorns, a sight that pierced her heart as a mother.

"Lila, what are you doing?" Lilah asked coldly, her gaze sharp.

Lila seemed agitated, gritting her teeth, "Isn't it obvious, Lilah? I was ready to die, but you dragged me back from the brink. Fine, hahaha, if you won't let me have my way, then I'll make sure you experience the ultimate pain of losing a loved one!"

With that, she suddenly tightened her grip on Jerrold's neck.

Tears welled up in Jerrold's eyes, looking at Lilah with desperation, unable to open his mouth or cry out for help.

Lilah's heart ached, torn between regret and sympathy for Lila, yet more than anything, she felt the pain for her son.

"Don't do this, " Lilah pleaded, gesturing with her hands, hoping to calm Lila." The child is innocent, Aunt Lila. I know you don't want to hurt him. Let him go, let's talk this through."

Lilah's voice was softer than ever, her eyes red, truly hoping not to turn against someone she had saved with her own hands.

Lila glared at her viciously, "This is what happens when you interfere!"

Lilah felt a rush of panic as her legs turned to jelly, almost crumpling to the floor in shock.

At that moment, Jerrold, frightened, began to choke. Lila finally released him, but he was still under her control.

"Mommy... " Jerrold's tears streamed down his face as he looked at Lilah and uttered something that left her stunned, "Mommy, you did the right thing by saving her."

Lilah felt a jolt in her heart.

She looked at her son in disbelief, never imagining that such a young child could resonate with her on such a deep level.

Summoning her strength, Lilah spoke through clenched teeth, "Lila, I understand your pain and will respect your choices, but I hope you realize that life is precious and shouldn't be shackled by obsession. You're only fifty years old, with thirty or forty years ahead of you to pursue other things. Is it really worth sacrificing your entire life for one person?"

Her words were a wake-up call, resonating with undeniable truth.

Lila trembled at Lilah's words, and after a brief silence, she looked at Lilah with a mocking expression.

"What do you know? All my happiness vanished the moment she abandoned me. I died that day; now I'm just a shell of my former self!"

Lila's words were sharp and cold, her gaze piercing.

"Then take it out on me!" Lilah was furious. "Even if I was wrong to bring you back, let my son go. Direct your anger at me!"

"No, I'm not interested in you anymore, " Lila replied coldly.

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