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It's been almost a week. Adira was finally well and ready to be discharged.

That morning, she sat on the bed while Bonnie packed up her things. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she thought of all that had happened during her stay in the hospital. Two days ago, Lancelot's mother actually sent her a text. In her words:

"I was so worried about you, dear. I hope you're strong and better now.

A shameless woman she was. Adira couldn't believe it didn't matter to her that she had caused an issue between Lancelot and Jardine. Of course, she should be aware, but typical Winslet would never care. She was too money-minded and didn't care if the other was hurting. And she must be stupid to think Adira will ever forget all she went through in her hands. It was only the beginning. She was bound to destroy her family.

"I'm done, ma'am," Bonnie announced to her, standing with the bags beside her.

Adira nodded and was about to leave the bed when a nurse walked in.

"Good morning, ma'am. There are a