Chapter 1809 I Was Framed


    Queenie shook her head. "No, I have to go home."


    "Doctor, could you prescribe me some painkillers?" she added. "The pain keeps me up at night—I just can''t sleep."


    "Too much pain medication isn''t good for your health," the doctor replied. "It can also build resistance over time, making it ineffective for your condition."


    Queenie no longer cared. She gave a faint, bitter smile. "It''s fine. As long as I can stay at home, that''s enough for me. With the way my health is now, even if I stay in the hospital, I won''t live more than a few months. I''d rather spend my time happily at home."


    The doctor had seen plenty of patients like her before. He didn''t argue and simply prescribed the medication. "For now, you''ll need to stay in the hospital for treatment for a few more days. Once you''re stable, then you can go home."


    Only a couple of days...


    After giving it some thought, Queenie nodded. "All right."


    She could keep Cecilia and her parents in the dark for a little while longer.


    At noon, Yuliana left alone under the pretense of visiting a friend. Cecilia had a hunch and decided to check on her. She ended up discovering that Yuliana had actually gone to see Cassandra.


    "Why did Yuliana go to see Cassandra? Doesn''t she know that Cassandra almost got Mdm. Queenie killed?" Charlotte asked, puzzled.


    Cecilia shook her head. "I''m not sure. But whoever she chooses to visit is her own decision. Just make sure she doesn''t do anything that could harm me or the Jamieson family."


    Once bitten, twice shy.


    Having been burned too many times, Cecilia knew she had to stay vignt and cut off any potential trouble before it escted.


    At that moment, Yuliana had already met with Cassandra. She had never


    expected Cassandra-who had always carried herself like a proud swan-to now look so frail and lifeless.


    Cassandra''s hair was a mess, and her wrinkled clothes made her seempletely drained of energy. When she saw Yuliana, her dull eyes suddenly brightened with hope. "Yuliana!"


    "Cassandra, you''ve been through a lot." Yuliana took her hand, concern written all over her face.


    Cassandra''s eyes welled up with tears. "Yuliana, did youe to help me?"


    Yuliana averted her gaze, guilt shing across her expression. "Cassandra, you know my limits. I don''t know if I can help you, but at the very least, I wanted to see you."


    A chill crept down Cassandra''s spine, but she quicklyposed herself. "It''s all right. Just knowing you still care means a lot to me." She forced a weak smile.


    Yuliana felt a deeper pang of guilt. She tightened her grip on


    Cassandra''s hand and asked, enunciating each word, "Cassandra, did you really hurt Aunt Queenie? People are saying you did it for the Jamieson family''s wealth. Is that true?"


    For a brief moment, Cassandra''s face stiffened, but she quickly masked it. "Do


    you really believe what they said?"


    Yuliana shook her head immediately.


    "Of course not. If I did, I wouldn''t


    havee here.” She wasn''t the


    type to blindly ept usations. If Cassandra had really harmed Queenie, then she was nothing but an ungrateful traitor.


    Seeing this, Cassandra finally spoke. "Thank you. You''re the only one who still believes in me. My mother bas always been good to me-why would I ever hurt her? I was framed."


    "Was it Cecilia?" Yuliana asked.


    Cassandra fell silent, as if that alone was confirmation.


    Yuliana''s anger red. "I knew she was bad news. Even though she''s Aunt


    Queenie''s biological daughter, she wasn''t raised in the Jamieson family. She''s too calcting."


    Then, after a brief pause, she asked again, "Cassandra, is there anything I can do to help you?"