Chapter 2620
If it weren’t for Victoria clinging to Balfour, she would have never been entangled in this kidnapping mess. Her father had only been taken by those thugs because he was trying to save her. It was all her own damn fault!
“What did I say that was so wrong? If she weren’t harboring other intentions for you, why would my dad be lying here? Why aren’t you doing anything to save him!”
Balfour remained silent, unsure how to explain that there was nothing more than friendship between him and Victoria.
“The ambulance is on its way, and we’ve done all the first aid we could for your father. I’m sorry.”
Captain Aidan turned away, his heart heavy as those two kids watched their father lying on the ground, unable to provide any better emergency care. It was a lapse they all felt deeply.
Mara was beyond arguing, kneeling on the ground, crawling to her father’s side, her cries piercing the silence.
Yet, in her heart, she was filled with grievances
Dad, oh Dad, why didn’t you listen to me? It’s always been like this, for Victoria’s sake, you’d even sacrifice your own life. Am I not your daughter too? Is it because Victoria bears a closer resemblance to Mom?
Mara was heartbroken and filled with regret. Why wasn’t it Victoria on the ground instead of their dad?
If the world insisted on taking one of her loved ones, she wished it would be Victoria, not him.
Mara thought Victoria so wretched, undeserving of life.
Victoria, in the meantime, was in a continuous stream of tears, unable to utter a single word, seemingly shut down from the world around her.
The ambulance arrived quickly, within minutes they had her father en route to the hospital. Only one family member could ride along in the ambulance, and Victoria initially wanted to offer herself. But when she caught Balfour’s gaze, she recoiled.
This was all her fault, wasn’t it? How could she have the face to accompany her father now?
Seeing her like that, Balfour’s expression darkened. He had never imagined such turmoil within his own household.
Though sisters, Mara and Victoria had distinct appearances, and their relationship was anything but warm.
Mara leaned close to Victoria, whispering harshly, “If you had any sense of decency, you’d stay away from Dad! It’s because of you our family faced such a disaster. If it weren’t for you, Dad and I could have been living a peaceful, happy life. You better think about that.”
With those words, Mara didn’t care how shocked her sister was, she climbed into the ambulance. She even managed a polite smile for the officer who helped her in. Her cheeks were still wet with tears, yet she was so courteous, immediately garnering the officers’ sympathy.
They figured the girl’s anger towards her sister must be because she cared too much for their father.
That’s what most onlookers thought, but Victoria knew the malice her own sister harbored towards her was glaringly obvious, unshielded. So, she had come to despise her to this extent, yet part of her couldn’t help but agree with Mara’s words.
If it wasn’t for me…
That phrase echoed in her mind like a curse, one she tried to shake off, but could never seem to escape.
