Chapter 293 His Prejudice Against Them

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"It's been three days now. I took a huge risk by agreeing to move Suzie to the psych ward, and she's still in so much pain. We even have to tie her up so she doesn't harm herself. "She's an artist; she adores beauty, but now her forehead is scarred, and her body is covered with cuts she's made herself...

"Isn't this heartbreaking?" Christina murmured.

"I'm sure it's all Melody's doing! From the start. I told you she was trouble, but you listened to your dad and brought her home. Now, just look at how much Suzie is suffering!" Christina was beyond exhausted, worn out physically and mentally.

For three long days, Derrick stayed with her near the psych ward entrance. He hadn't gone in to see Suzanna, who was weak but still scratching at herself.

But every night, Derrick could hear her anguished cries echoing in the corridor, causing a sharp ache in his heart.

Several times, he was tempted to rush in, like when they were children, to hold her and soothe her. But what she'd done was too painful for him to bear, each act like a wound carved into his skin. They stayed by Suzanna's side for three days. By the fourth day, her outbursts began to quiet down. Yet, her face, neck, and body were marred with the scars she'd inflicted upon herself.

Derrick sat in the corridor and covered his head, feeling a hollow emptiness settle over him as her cries finally ceased

But the sound of his mother's bitter, gravelly voice filled the silence, cursing Melody with words that made him frown

He remembered seeing Suzanna swallow that Aspirin, but she was so good at acting.

Perhaps it was another scheme to frame Melody. But if so, the cost was too high.

As Derrick brooded, Sean also looked unpleasant.

After three days without sleep, his voice betrayed his fatigue, but he tried to comfort Christina.

"I've told Dad everything about Suzie. Even though he's still in the sterile ward, his aide passed along a response. Dad's already aware of the situation.

"If it involves Suzie going to jail again, he's willing to swallow his pride and speak directly with Melody.

"You know she's been using Suzie to cozy up to the Moores, acting above us. She doesn't even take us seriously. Anyone I sent to the Regal Glade and the Moore Residence was kicked out "Melody is truly becoming more lawless!"

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Chapter 203 His Prejudice Against Them

Sean's disgust toward Melody was at an all-time high since Suzanna's breakdown.

Despite both girls being his daughters, Suzanna had always been his cherished, kind-hearted child-a true blessing to the family, deserving of every comfort.

But Melody, having been raised by strangers, didn't share those bonds. Though she came back to the Shields family at 10, she wasn't truly the Tuckers' family Who knew if she was clean?

Besides, he thought, she's only brought misfortune since returning, as if she were here to collect debts cowed by the family

Reflecting on it, Sean felt a chill run through him.

When Melody first came back, he didn't like her much but tried to treat her as his daughter.

He only maintained a fatherly authority over her, generally making sure she was well cared for.

As the head of the family, he provided her with essentials, as long as she didn't push his boundaries.

After all, she was still his daughter, and he was generous with his children when it came to their needs,

But Melody and her so-called brother, not even real siblings, still stayed close from the moment she returned the Shields. Their parting had even seemed uncomfortably intimate. She seemed distant from her brothers, favoring that outsider instead. At that time, Sean felt only mild discomfort about that until he heard that the Tuckers had fallen on hard

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