From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea )

If Carole hadn't outsmarted them, she wouldn't have had to go to the extreme of severing her own finger.

She had underestimated the power of a mother's love.

“Oh, my silly girl! How could this ever be your fault? With grandparents like that, extreme measures were the only way to ensure peace for good, otherwise, we would never have a moment's peace! Sweetie, stop your crying, mom doesn't hurt a bit. It's just a finger, after all.”

For her daughter, she was willing to go all the way!

Initially, Carole had thought to solve the problem with some cash.

But the moment she saw Anthea injured, she knew.

Without going all out, she and her daughter would never have peace.

“Mom!” Anthea wrapped her arms around Carole in a tight hug. Feeling her daughter's embrace, Carole couldn't help the tears that flowed freely down her cheeks.

Before long, the ambulance arrived.

At the hospital, Carole was rushed into the emergency room. The doctors managed to save her finger, saying it could be reattached because it had been well-preserved.

Anthea breathed a sigh of relief and told the doctors to spare no expense as long as her mother's finger could be saved.

Nanson arrived while she was still in surgery.

"Annie, what on earth happened? How did your mom end up like this?"

Anthea’s eyes were still red as she recounted the events.

Upon hearing the story, Nanson shook with rage, his veins bulging with anger.

He turned to storm out, “Damn it! I’m going to make them pay!”

They always say the eldest sister is like a mother.

This adage couldn't be more true for Nanson and Carole.

Even though Carole wasn't the eldest, she had always been more responsible than Elaine, the actual eldest. If it weren't for Carole, Nanson would have died young! That's why Nanson had always revered her!

“Uncle! Please, don’t be rash! Calm down!” Anthea held onto Nanson, “Mom has already lost a finger, she wouldn’t want you to get into trouble! Murder leads to a life for a life, it’s not worth risking yourself for those people!”

“Let go of me!”

“Uncle!” Anthea continued, “Don’t worry, I won’t let mom lose her finger for nothing!”

She was determined to make them pay back a hundredfold!

“Annie?” Nanson looked at Anthea.

Anthea nodded firmly.

Just then, the lights in the emergency room went off. The door swung open from the inside.

Anthea and Nanson rushed forward, “Doctor, how is my mom (my sister)?”

The doctor, removing his mask, smiled reassuringly, “Don’t worry, the surgery went well! The finger has been reattached, but she must be careful to rest and recover during this time. She'll need to stay in the hospital for observation for three days!”

“Thank you, Doctor!”

Soon after, Carole was wheeled out.

“Mom!”

“Carole!”

Carole looked relatively well, albeit pale.

They say each finger is connected to the heart.

Her earlier claim of no pain was a lie, she just didn’t want Anthea to worry.

“Don’t worry, I’m okay!” Carole managed a faint smile, “And Nanson, you better not do anything foolish! After today’s incident, they won’t dare to bother us again! I want all of you to live peacefully!”

They were siblings.

Carole knew Nanson too well. She knew he wouldn’t let this go easily.

“Sis!”

“If you still consider me your sister, then listen to me! Otherwise, don’t acknowledge me as your sister anymore!” Carole’s tone was serious, leaving no room for jest.

She had sacrificed her finger so that her family could live in peace.

If Nanson did something reckless now, her sacrifice would be in vain! This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

After a long moment, Nanson finally nodded, “I understand, Carole.”

“And you,” Carole turned to Anthea, “Annie, I know you’re no ordinary girl, but let's put this behind us. Please, don’t do anything foolish.”

Anthea looked at her mother earnestly, “Don’t worry, Mom. I won’t risk anything for those despicable people. They're not worth it.”

Carole smiled and nodded, “That’s my good girl.”

At two in the afternoon, Nanson told Anthea to stay with Carole in the hospital while he went home to make some nourishing soup to bring back. Carole had lost a lot of blood and needed something to help her regain her strength.