Chapter687


    What to do?


    What should I do?


    I lost my mother, the mother who loved me the most.


    It was them who killed mom, it was Kimberly and Zackery!


    Everything around became chaotic, screams, roars, and sounds of fear intertwined.


    I used to grab the scalpel from the te and stabbed at Zackery like crazy.


    The knife stabbed into Zackery’s chest, and fresh red blood flowed out.


    Looking at the bright red blood, I went crazy.


    My mother shed so much blood, he had to shed so much blood too.


    My mother passed away, and I also wanted to kill him, to apany my mother.


    “Ralda!”


    Quentin held me tightly, crying bitterly, “Don’t do this, calm down, Ralda, calm down.”


    I was trembling all over, my vision was going ck, and my temples were throbbing.


    In the chaos, I met Reynaldo’s eyes.


    He looked at me quietly, with a hint of sadness and irony in his eve


    It’s as if mocking me, “Look, even though you schemed to steal the kidney that belonged to my mother, you still couldn’t save your own mother, how pathetic!”


    I still couldn’t save my mother.


    Even!


    My mother was killed by me. It was because I didn’t see through Kimberly’s scheme earlier that I killed my mother.


    What to do?


    I killed my dearest and most beloved mother, what should I do?


    Give my mom back to me, who can give my mom back to me?


    The coldness of the forest seeped through my limbs, and a deep sense of fear and helplessness intertwined in my heart, causing me to tremble in pain.


    The chaos around me, I could no longer hear.


    Those people were clearly screaming, running, and trying to save the person I had stabbed.


    Quentin was also crying and saying something to me.


    But it was strange, I couldn’t hear any sound, only a buzzing noise in my


    ears.


    It was cold!–


    It was so cold, so cold!


    I reached out my hand trembling towards Reynaldo, wanting so much for him to hug me.


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    But he stood there motionless, his crimson eyes looking at me without any warmth.


    I wriggled my lips to speak, only to find that I couldn’t make any sound at all.


    Ouch!


    The five viscera and six bowels felt like they were being torn apart.


    I cked out in front of my eyes, and Ipletely lost consciousness.


    I didn’t know where I was.


    In front of me was a vast white fog, and I couldn’t see anything.


    The emptiness and destion brought by the silence hovered over my head, like the gaping mouth of fear ready to swallow me.


    I ran in the vast white fog with fear.


    Mom, Reynaldo, Quentin…


    Where have all my loved ones gone.


    Why was there no one around, why did they all leave me behind.


    Suddenly, my feet stepped into the air, and then my whole body instantly fell as if into an abyss, plummeting rapidly downwards.


    I screamed and suddenly opened my eyes.


    What caught the eye was the white ceiling, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.


    I paused for a moment before realizing that I had just had a nightmare.


    But why, my heart hurt so much, with a painful sense of fear permeating


    my heart, I felt it was difficult to breathe.


    I seemed to… seemed to dream that my mother was gone.


    I also dreamt that I “crushed” a doctor in a breakdown.


    Fortunately, that was just a dream.


    Thank goodness, thank goodness…


    I wrapped myself tightly in the nket, recalling the helplessness and despair in my dream, still feeling lingering fear in my heart.