Never See You Again

Marve tried her hardest to pull Sergio's phone out of his pocket. She stayed conscious long enough to call 911 and passed out. The next day, Maeve drowsily opened her eyes. When she saw Larry pacing beside her bed, she rasped, "Where's Sergio?" Larry looked relieved when he heard her voice. He quickly asked, "Madam, are you thirsty?"

Marve shook her head and asked again, "Sergio... Where's Sergio?"

"Mr. Brooks..." Larry looked nervous.

"Mr. Brooks was severely injured. He's currently in the Intensive Care Unit."

Upon hearing his words, Marve tried to get up. Larry quickly held her arm down "Madam, the doctor said you were severely injured too, so you shouldn't get out of bed for now!"

Maeve didn't have the strength to speak. Sergio only sustained such heavy injuries because he saved her. She couldn't relax if she didn't see him in person.

"Madam..." When Larry tried to stop her, they heard a commotion outside.

"Where's Mavy? Is she okay?"

Maeve could tell that it was Philip's voice. Larry checked outside the room and saw Philip and Sharon. Sharon was looking around like she was trying to find Marve "That's right. How is Ms. Scott doing?"

Scott Manor.

Maeve saw just how nervous Sharon was through the window. It was clear that Sharon was eager to know if she died.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Recalling how her brakes suddenly stopped working, Maeve fell into thought. Her car was fine before she drove it to Scott M

She heard Larry say outside the room, "I'm sorry. Madam is resting right now."

"Let them in," Maeve said calmly. She noticed a trace of disappointment in Sharon's eyes. Her survival wasn't what Sharon wanted.

Philip immediately rushed into the room. His heart ached when he saw the wounds all over her body and the bandages wrapped around her forehead.

"What earth happened? How did you end up like this?"

"I think someone messed with my brake pad. My brakes didn't work."

Philip looked shocked and confused upon hearing her words. Maeve observed Sharon's expression, but she didn't see anything wrong.

Was Sharon not the one who did it? But who else could it be besides Sharon?

Philip glanced at Sharon and said, "Get out of the room.

Sharon was stunned. She asked, "Phil, you're telling me to get out? Are you suspecting me?"

Philip took a deep breath and stayed silent.

Sharon put her hands on her hips and said, "Philip! I've lived with you for so many years.

"Even if I didn't contribute much, I still contributed a lot of effort. How could you treat me like I'm a thief?"

Philip didn't say it straight to her face, but Sharon still glared at him and shouted, "How dare you suspect me! "Fine, then show me the proof! If you have proof, I'll turn myself in!"

"No one said it was you. Mavy's still resting, so get out!"

"Why, you!"

"Get out!" Philip insisted that Sharon was disturbing Maeve, so all Sharon could do was angrily stomp out of the hospital room Maeve thought that Sharon didn't look like she was acting. If Sharon were the culprit, she wouldn't have been so confident. "Mavy, I know you think st

Sharon might be the culprit, but I can guarantee she isn't."

"I know, Uncle Phil" Maeve said, "Even though Aunt Sharon normally speaks harshly, she wouldn't be able to do something like this." Maeve wanted to say that Sharon wouldn't be able to do something like that for now, but she didn't.

Milip nodded and said, "She's just a little harsh. I'll check the surveillance cameras when I get home. I swear I'll find the culprit for you." "Okay,"