After marrying my boss (Anna) novel Chapter 136

My heart skipped a beat when I saw my mother weeping. It was safe to assume that Steven must have been gravely injured.

As I dragged my way over to the ward, I saw Steven lying on the bed. He was completely drenched in blood with a plaster cast applied to both his legs.

There was no way I could stand seeing him in such a state no matter how much I was irked by his actions. After all, at the end of the day, he was my only sibling.

I strode toward his bedside, staring at him, and noticing that he was bruised all over, especially his face. Although my parents hadn’t sustained any serious injury, they weren’t exactly fine.

What the heck is wrong with that brutal bunch? They didn’t pull their punches at all! How dare they beat Steven up to a pulp? Aren’t they afraid of being arrested?

“M-Mom…”

Overwhelmed by emotions, I was unable to finish my sentence.

Torrents of grief streamed down my cheeks. I approached my mother and looked at her with my face scrunched up in guilt.

Although it was Steven’s fault for getting himself involved, I felt bad as I wasn’t of much help. If only I was capable enough to turn the tables around, Steven wouldn’t have ended up heavily injured.

When she heard me, she stopped weeping and glared at me in the eyes. A few seconds later, she stood up and marched over in my direction.

“Mom, I’m so sorry—”

I wanted to express my utmost apology, yet I wasn’t even given a chance to finish my sentence. She slapped me in the face without holding back the moment she reached my side.

“Get the hell out of my sight at once!”

She yelled at me with a pair of teary eyes and bellowed at me to leave the ward immediately.

Seconds after I returned to my senses, I looked at her with my eyes widened in disbelief. I had a hard time fathoming the rationale behind the brutal slap.

Staring at my mother’s scrunched-up face, my eyes started brimming with tears. The emotions I had been holding back almost came flooding out, but I knew I couldn’t afford to be vulnerable.

Irked, Natalie had to resist the urge to confront my mom. She tried her best to maintain her composure and asked, “Hey, how could you slap Anna?”

Sniffling, I expressed my apology once again, “Mom, I’m so sorry—”

“Get out of my sight immediately! You’re not my daughter!”

She couldn’t be bothered by my apology at all. Instead, she dragged me out of the ward with all her might, indicating she deemed me liable for Steven’s injuries.