CHAPTER 143: CHAPTER 143: DAMIEN LANCASTER IN GRAVE DANGER!

In the rain, a tall and upright man strode over, squatted down, picked up the unconscious Ivy Summers, and left without a glance back.

Damien Lancaster was quickly taken to the hospital. When the doctor saw the knife lodged in his chest, his expression turned grave.

The knife was inserted almost at the center of the heart.

Clearly, whoever did it had a heavy hand.

"How did he get hurt like this?" The doctor took out a flashlight to check Damien Lancaster’s pupils and quickly assessed his injuries.

Seraphina Kennedy was so anxious that she stomped her feet, "Doctor, can my son be saved? You must save my son, please, save him..."

"A knife wound in the heart is usually very dangerous. We can’t be sure if the heart is affected. Alert the emergency room for resuscitation, quick!"

"Doctor, you must save my son, you must!"

"Rest assured, we will do our best."

Damien Lancaster was immediately pushed into the emergency room.

Seraphina Kennedy watched the emergency room door close, her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground. Her hair was disheveled, completely unlike the elegant lady she was before, "How did it come to this? How did it become like this?"

Sophie was their Lancaster Family’s child, and now she’s gone!

Damien Lancaster, her finest son, stabbed in the chest, on the brink of death!

Seraphina Kennedy felt as if her world had collapsed, murmuring, "Sophie died... My granddaughter died... I was the one who killed her..."

"Why did I urge Damien to use Sophie to exchange for Annelise... Why did I use Sophie to exchange for Annelise... If I hadn’t advised Damien to exchange Sophie for Annelise, Sophie wouldn’t have died... Sophie, it’s my fault... It’s my fault... I killed my own granddaughter... It’s all me..."

Seraphina Kennedy cried out in agony, "Sophie... Grandma is sorry... It was grandma who hurt you... If grandma had known you were my own granddaughter, grandma wouldn’t have used you for the exchange..."

Gregory Lancaster looked solemnly at Seraphina Kennedy, "This isn’t your fault, it’s because Ivy Summers didn’t tell us about Sophie’s true identity."

"If Ivy Summers had told us earlier, Sophie wouldn’t have been hurt in the slightest. This woman can’t protect the child and even tried to hide her. It’s all her fault!"

Seraphina Kennedy raised her head. Hearing Gregory’s words, she thought of Ivy Summers.

Yes, if Ivy Summers had revealed the child’s situation earlier, they wouldn’t have exchanged Sophie for Annelise.

Sophie wouldn’t have died.

Then Damien Lancaster wouldn’t have been retaliated against by Ivy Summers...

Ivy Summers... How dare she?

How dare she hide their Lancaster Family’s child and cause her death?

How dare she stab Damien Lancaster with a knife?

She’s trying to destroy their Lancaster Family.

She’s a jinx, a true jinx. She will bring ruin to everyone in the Lancaster Family.

Call the police.

She wanted to call the police and have this jinx, who killed her granddaughter and son, arrested.

Seraphina Kennedy shakily fumbled for her phone, mumbling to herself, "I’m calling the police, I’m calling the police, get Ivy Summers arrested, get Ivy Summers arrested..."

But before the call went through, Old Master Lancaster snatched the phone away.

Old Master Lancaster smashed the phone directly, "Why call the police? Haven’t things gotten messy enough for you?"

"Dad, you’re still siding with that woman?" Gregory Lancaster looked coldly at the old man, "If it wasn’t for you insisting that Damien marry that woman, would things have turned out like this today? Don’t you have any responsibility?"

Old Master Lancaster listened to this and closed his eyes.

Ill-fated relationship, truly an ill-fated relationship.

Seraphina Kennedy cried her heart out, and suddenly she saw Annelise Lancaster standing in the back.

Annelise Lancaster looked at them fearfully.

Although she was still young, she could tell that Damien Lancaster might die.

Seraphina Kennedy got up from the ground, took a sudden step forward, her eyes filled with unprecedented hatred, "You! It’s you! Why did you run off to play? The driver and bodyguard came to pick you up, why didn’t you listen? If it weren’t for you being captured, Sophie wouldn’t have been exchanged for you, it’s all your fault, you killed my Sophie."

Annelise Lancaster was too frightened by Seraphina Kennedy to make any sound. Seraphina Kennedy gave Annelise a hard shove, causing her to hit the wall with her back, blinking her innocent big eyes at Seraphina Kennedy.

Seraphina Kennedy was infuriated, grabbing onto Annelise’s clothes, "You even dared to bully Sophie with others before, who gave you the courage to bully Sophie? Tell me! Who gave you the courage? You little troublemaker, troublemaker!"

Annelise didn’t understand why Seraphina Kennedy, who once doted on her, changed so suddenly.

Her appearance was terrifying, as if she wanted to devour her.

Annelise raised her head and burst into tears, "Grandma... What did Annelise do wrong? Sophie did die, but if Sophie hadn’t been exchanged for Annelise, Annelise would have died too!"

"Then you should have died! You were the one who ran off to play, you made the mistake, yet Sophie bore the consequences for you. Is your life a life, but Sophie’s life isn’t? Cry, why are you crying, what right do you have to cry here? The one who should be crying is us, it’s Sophie!"

Seraphina Kennedy’s hatred had reached its peak, hating herself, hating Annelise, and also hating Ivy Summers.

She was like a madwoman, wishing she could go back to that day and get Sophie back.

In fact, on that day, Annelise looked seriously injured in the video, but when she arrived at the hospital, the doctor said that her injuries were just superficial, and she would recover soon.

Seeing her now bouncing around, and thinking of how she knocked over Sophie’s shrine while playing...

Seraphina Kennedy was so angry that she wished she could beat her.

"Enough!" Old Master Lancaster, sitting there, harshly reprimanded, "The mistakes made by adults shouldn’t be vented on children."

Old Master Lancaster’s reprimand made Seraphina Kennedy grit her teeth and give up, returning to the emergency room door to pray.

Sophie was already gone.

Damien Lancaster must be alright!

...

Ivy Summers was unconscious for almost five hours before waking up.

When she awoke, she felt groggy, and it was as if the scent of blood still lingered in her nose.

She moved her hand, still clutching the memorial tablet for Sophie in her arms.

"You finally woke up." Nearby, a nurse was changing her IV.

"How long did I sleep?"

"You weren’t asleep, you were in a coma for five hours."

Ivy Summers raised her hand, looking at the memorial tablet in her arms. Her thoughts were instantly drawn back to the funeral, and her heart sank heavily.

The nurse looked at her, comforting, "When you were brought here, you were clutching the memorial tablet tightly and wouldn’t let go, so we didn’t take it away. She must have been very important to you; she’ll be happy in heaven, please accept my condolences."

Ivy propped herself up on her arms to sit up, lifted the covers, and was about to leave.

The nurse hurriedly pressed her down, "Where are you going? You’re still running a fever and your body is very weak."

"The funeral, my daughter’s funeral isn’t finished yet."

"The person who brought you here told me to tell you not to worry, they’ll take care of everything else, please rest well. Besides, it’s been five hours, the funeral should be over by now."

Ivy was stunned, her eyes dimmed, she lowered her head, looking at the memorial tablet in her arms, stained with blood, blood from Damien Lancaster.

Disdainful, Ivy wiped it away, refusing to let Damien Lancaster’s blood taint Sophie’s memorial tablet.

After she cleaned it, she cradled the memorial tablet back in her arms, just like she used to hold Sophie.

But Sophie was warm, she would jump and shout "Mommy."

Mommy...

She would never hear Sophie call her "Mommy" again.

Even though what Nina Summers said yesterday was harsh, it wasn’t wrong.

Sophie’s body hadn’t been found yet. Maybe Sophie was sprawled in some corner, her body slowly decaying and rotting...

At this thought, waves of agony surged uncontrollably, piercing pain emanating from her heart, Ivy’s body swayed, and suddenly she bent over, vomiting into the trash can.

It wasn’t nausea; it was an extreme sorrow causing a physical reaction.

The nurse squatted down, patting Ivy’s back, anxiously trying to comfort her. She had seen so much life and death in the hospital, yet looking at this scene, her eyes couldn’t help but grow wet.

...

Ella Morgan returned, seeing Ivy awake, her eyes reddened, "Ivy, are you okay?"

"Is Sophie’s funeral finished?"

Ella nodded vigorously, "It’s all done."

The cemetery had been selected by Ivy earlier, next to her parents.

"Thank you."

"Most of it was arranged by Noah Scott, he’s still there. Ivy, you should thank him. But that’s not the most important thing. Ivy, I know you’re in so much pain right now, but you need to pull yourself together a bit and think about what to do next."

When Ella came, she had specifically gone to the emergency room’s entrance, hearing that Damien Lancaster’s condition was critical, he might die.

If Damien Lancaster died, the Lancaster Family would definitely not let Ivy Summers off the hook.

Ella feared that the Lancaster Family’s next step was to cause trouble for Ivy.

And with Sophie’s death, they might feel guilty, but there would certainly be more resentment against Ivy Summers.

That would make things even more troublesome. Ivy must think about what to do next right now.

Whether to leave or stay.

But even if she left, with the grudge of killing their child, the Lancaster Family wouldn’t spare Ivy Summers.

"Is Damien Lancaster dead?"

Ella shook her head, "Not yet."

"Why isn’t he dead yet?"

Ella, "..."

She feared Ivy Summers was truly going mad.

"If he dies, what would you do? Ivy, you can’t be thinking of going down with him."

Ivy didn’t speak, after a while, she stood up.

Ella, "Where are you going?"

"To see Damien Lancaster."

"See what?"

"To see if he’s dead."

Ella was genuinely panicking inside, afraid Ivy would go over there and stab Damien Lancaster again.

...

At this moment, at the entrance of the emergency room, the atmosphere was extremely heavy, everyone remained silent. Zachary Lancaster rushed over, having just heard that Damien Lancaster was injured, he panted heavily, "Dad, Mom, Grandpa, what kind of injury did my brother get? Is it serious?"

As soon as he mentioned it, Seraphina Kennedy’s tears, which she had barely been holding back, burst forth again, "It was that bitch Ivy Summers, she stabbed Damien, that vicious woman wants to cut off the Lancaster Family’s lineage."

Hearing the words "cut off lineage," Zachary’s expression froze, "Where... where did she stab him? Did she castrate my brother? Made him a eunuch?"

He knew Ivy Summers was angry with Damien Lancaster.

But Zachary didn’t expect this woman to be so ruthless.

A moment of silence.

Old Master Lancaster and Gregory Lancaster both looked up at Zachary simultaneously.

At this moment, the doors to the emergency room opened, and the doctor walked out with his head down, first letting out a sigh.