---- Chapter 274 After speaking , Wendy turned to Ethan. "Do you want to go out for a walk with Mommy?" Ethan hesitated, fidgeting in place. When he finally looked up, his voice was small and unsure. "If I don't want to... will you be mad?" Wendy thought he wanted to stay at home, so she smiled gently and shook her head. "Of course not. You're free to do whatever you want, Ethan. I won't be mad." Ethan's expression visibly relaxed.

But then, out of nowhere, he turned around and ran toward Jenna. "Aunt Jenna, are you okay?" he asked. 1 Wendy stood frozen, stunned by what she was seeing. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Ethan's back. A chill ran down her spine. Her whole body felt like it'd been dumped in ice water. + Why... after everything that just happened, why would he still care about her? She couldn't make sense of it. But maybe the reason didn't matter, not anymore.

Just then, Mary finally got through to emergency services. After giving them the address , she turned and saw James lift ---- his hand-his fingers stained with blood. "Jenna!" Mary shrieked . "Why are you still bleeding ?! Don't scare me like this!" Wendy snapped out of her daze at that cry. Jenna's foot, once tightly clenched , had finally relaxed. Her whole body now hung limp. This time... she had really passed out. James whipped his head toward Wendy, eyes full of panic. You're a doctor.

Are you just going to stand there and watch her bleed out?" All that earlier anger he'd thrown at her was completely gone now, like it had never happened. Mary chimed in angrily , "Are you happy now? Look what's happened to Jenna. Are you finally satisfied ? You've always been selfish like this. Why couldn't it have been you lying there bleeding?" Even Ethan, who'd been treated like dirt just half an hour ago, seemed to forget everything and pleaded, "Mommy, please save Aunt Jenna.

If you do, I promise I'll be good!" It was like everyone in the house had turned on her in an instant. Only Zelda, standing in the doorway, looked at Wendy with concern, Perhaps, she was the only one who still saw her pain. Wendy stood still, her face unreadable... then she let out a ---- bitter, cold laugh. Before she could say anything, Zelda stepped in quickly. "Mrs. Frank, there's a first -aid kit downstairs .

Would you like to check if there's anything useful?" She wasn't just offering help-she was giving Wendy a way to step out of that suffocating house, if only fora moment. Wendy understood the meaning and glanced at Zelda with gratitude. "No, just bring the kit up." Then she walked over and pushed aside James, who was about to lift Jenna off the floor. "You can't move her like this. Step back. She needs space and fresh air," she said. James had been right earlier -she was a doctor.

And even if the one on the floor was Jenna, someone who had just wronged her in every way, she couldn't let her die. By the time the ambulance arrived, Wendy had already administered basic first aid, wrapping the back of Jenna's injured head with the limited supplies on hand. Once the paramedics loaded her onto the stretcher, Mary immediately climbed in after her. Ethan scrambled up as well, insisting on going along. Zelda tried to stop him, but Ethan wouldn't budge.

Left with no choice, she turned around and looked helplessly at Wendy, who stood still in the doorway, blood staining her fingers and the hem of her clothes. ---- No one knew what she was thinking. James walked up beside her. "Wait at home for me. Don't go anywhere." He didn't wait for a reply. He just turned, headed to the garage, and drove off after the ambulance. Zelda stepped closer to Wendy. Her voice was soft, almost afraid to break the silence. "Mrs.

Frank, are you alright?" Wendy blinked, slowly returning to herself. She glanced down at her hands, now smeared with blood.