The Hudson Family.

Sophia woke up in a daze and was startled by the dark figure beside the bed.

“Willard’s dad!”

She recognized the man immediately and hid under the covers, looking at York fearfully.

York had a white bandage on his head, various scratches on his face, and was holding half a bottle of wine in his hand. He was visibly drunk.

He stared at Sophia, his gaze cold, “Why didn't you just die yesterday?”

Sophia trembled, “Willard's dad, you can't kill me… I'm Willard's mom. If you kill me, Willard won't forgive you.”

York responded by smashing the bottle in his hand.

“Bang!” It exploded in front of Sophia.

Sophia screamed and threw whatever she could find at York, running towards the door while doing so.

“Help! York is killing me!”

“Willard!”

She didn't manage to escape. York grabbed her back with force, followed by a barrage of punches.

“You bitch, you dare hit me! You dare leave me and run back! Are you trying to kill me!”

Sophia covered her head, whimpering in pain.

When he was tired of beating her, York grabbed a nearby towel and wrapped it around Sophia’s neck.

“I gave you a painless death yesterday, you didn't want it. Now you're going to enjoy it today.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll leave the ten million to Willard when you’re gone.”

Sophia’s eyes rolled back, her breath hitching.

One hand gripped the towel around her neck, the other reaching towards the door.

“Willard… save…”

Unfortunately, no matter how hard she struggled to look at the door, she couldn’t see her son’s figure.

As if all her strength had left her, Sophia dropped her hand and closed her eyes, filled with a deep sense of injustice.

…

“Bang!” A loud bang exploded in her ear.

The pressure around her neck instantly disappeared.

Sophia quickly sat up, clutching her neck and gasping for air.

“Sophia, are you alright?” Daniela’s voice rang out.

Sophia looked up, seeing Daniela staring at her with concern.

Before they could speak, York was already cursing and lunging towards them.

Daniela acted quickly, grabbing Sophia and running towards the door.

However, York kicked Sophia in the back.

Sophia stumbled forward, almost taking Daniela down with her.

“You bitch, you think you can run!”

York kicked Sophia again, this time in the stomach, hard.

Daniela shouted, “York, stop! I’ve called the police!”

York’s eyes fell on Daniela, a cold smile spreading across his face, “Calling the police? It’s none of their business when I beat my own wife!”

Daniela’s brow furrowed.

The next moment, York charged towards her.

“You should have minded your own business!”

If he hit Daniela with the same force he had used on Sophia, there was no way she could survive.

Daniela quickly grabbed a chair and threw it at York, pulling Sophia and running towards the door.

The commotion was too loud. Willard finally came out, his brow furrowed as he watched.

Sophia’s eyes lit up when she saw him.

“Willard!”

Before she could say anything, York yelled from behind, “Willard, stop them!”

“If your mother leaves this house, there will be no ten million!”

Willard froze.

Before he could process what was happening, he had already passed the two women, closing the door behind them.

The room fell silent.

Sophia looked at him, her eyes filled with disbelief, “Willard?”

Willard looked away, avoiding her gaze.

Meanwhile, York was swaying towards them, a fruit knife in his hand.