Chapter 214: Chapter 214: Honey, Let’s Go Home
The old woman in bed number two is quite unrestrained, otherwise she wouldn’t have spoken such hurtful words to Ivy Linden as soon as Samuel’s mother arrived and said something.
The old woman talked about Ivana Monroe, which Samuel’s mother could tolerate, but when she mentioned her precious son, Samuel’s mother couldn’t accept it. She already looked down on such people like the old woman.
"Look at yourself, what kind of virtue do you have? Are your words worthy of respect? My son wasn’t wrong," she said.
The old woman was taken aback, thinking Samuel’s mother would still stand on the same side as her as before. After all, she had helped Samuel’s mother so much that even if just one sentence was said against her son, Samuel’s mother would still consider their acquaintance, scold her son, encourage him to curse Ivy Linden, and even that woman who cursed her to die.
"What do you mean? Are you looking down on me?" The old woman saw contempt in Samuel’s mother’s eyes—it’s a look from the perspective of social class, a mockery of the poor. The fire of anger in the old woman’s heart was ignited by Samuel’s mother. Furious, she said, "Is it such a big deal to have money? Do you think you’re something special? Every day in the hospital, you talk about how bad your daughter-in-law is, calling her a barren chicken, saying she doesn’t deserve your son. Is this something a mother-in-law should say?"
Samuel’s mother was flustered when the old woman, with no restraint, revealed her words in front of Samuel.
"You shut up, I didn’t say that..."
Samuel looked at his mother in shock, not knowing how to feel inside. How could she say such defamatory things about Ivy in the hospital?
Ivana Monroe held the water cup in her hands, quietly watching, her eyes cold with a sudden gush of pity for Ivy. She was really very angry; if Samuel’s mother weren’t Ivy’s mother-in-law, she would have rushed up to give her two slaps for those words.
"I won’t shut up. Do you still want to deny it? Swear in front of your son, if you’ve said these things, may your grandchildren be born without eyes."
The old woman was a true peppery country woman, fiery and aggressive. Samuel’s mother wasn’t her match at all; the old woman could curse out any filthy words.
Samuel’s mother was trembling with anger, at this oath, even if her mouth was broken open, she wouldn’t dare to swear.
The old woman, grasping a hold on Samuel’s mother, laughed smugly at Samuel: "Your mother here, ever troublemaking, torturing your wife in the hospital every day, and always behind the scenes saying your wife is worthless. You, oh! Your family will be torn apart by your mother sooner or later!"
Samuel’s face turned steel-blue, looking quite frightening.
The old woman wasn’t really scared; the more she spoke the happier she became, seeing Samuel and his mother unhappy made her happy, so she intensified her words: "Who told you to be blind and marry a woman who can’t lay eggs?"
Ivana Monroe’s fingers tightened, the paper cup in her hand was crushed, the water was hot, overflowed the cup, and dripped on her hand. However, at this moment, she didn’t feel the burning pain, her heart was surrounded by a ball of anger.
Ivy Linden’s face seemed drained of all color, pale as can be, her head hung low, shoulders trembling slightly, crystalline tears silently falling to the ground.
Bam~
The sound startled everyone in the hospital room.
Especially the old woman in bed number two.
The area Samuel Lockwood punched was the white wall behind her hospital bed.
Samuel’s fingers punched out blood, his eyes red, staring coldly at the old woman: "Do you dare say it again?"
The old woman was already shaking with fear, close to tears, how could she dare?
Samuel’s mother thought Samuel was furious because of her, seeing Samuel’s fist bloodied, her eyes reddened, shedding old tears.
"Samuel..."
Samuel’s icy voice rang out: "From now on, anyone who dares to defame my wife, this wall will be her fate."
Samuel released his fist, that part of the wall sunken in a little, painted with glaring blood.
The old woman was too scared to make a sound, not daring to say another word to provoke the incandescent Samuel.
Samuel’s mother was also frightened, her face pale as flour, seeing Samuel’s fingers covered in blood made her heart ache immensely, wondering if Samuel’s fingers were fractured.
Samuel’s mother had words on her lips, touched by Samuel’s reddened eyes, she didn’t dare to ask.
Samuel Lockwood, after a while, calmed his emotions, turned around, saw the deformed paper cup in Ivana Monroe’s hand, and complex emotions flashed in his dark eyes, a trace of guilt also coursed through his heart.
Samuel looked at Ivy Linden, her beautiful little face already full of tears, the look of endurance and grievance, a sight he had never seen before, made Samuel feel deeply pained.
He pulled Ivy Linden into his arms, his voice hoarse: "Ivy, it’s all my fault for letting you suffer so much. I won’t let you suffer like this anymore."
Ivy Linden’s face buried in Samuel’s shoulder, softly sobbing.
Samuel’s heart wrenched with pain, holding her tight: "Let’s go home, my love."
Ivana Monroe quietly wiped away the tears in the corners of her eyes, hoping Samuel would cherish Ivy after this, and not let Ivy suffer any more grievances.
Samuel Lockwood held Ivy Linden and walked out of the hospital room.
Samuel’s mother was anxious: "Samuel, are you planning to leave Mom alone in the hospital?"
Samuel’s mother’s voice was on the verge of tears.
Ivana Monroe frowned, her gaze on Samuel, earlier she clearly saw Ivy Linden tremble slightly upon hearing this, she could see it, holding Ivy close, Samuel could definitely feel it.
Samuel Lockwood’s handsome face showed fatigue, he said blandly: "I’ll hire a nurse to take care of you; if you’re not satisfied, I’ll keep changing them until you’re satisfied."
Samuel’s mother would never be content with that.
Her old eyes turned red: "Mom isn’t used to nurses, just let Ivy stay..." she said.
The latter words couldn’t be spoken, interrupted by Samuel.
Samuel said: "That’s impossible now. Mom, when your leg heals, I will personally send you to the old house in Wexley to retire."
Samuel’s mother was dumbfounded, starting to cry and make a fuss in the hospital bed: "I won’t go, I don’t want to go to the old house in Wexley, Samuel, how can you bear to leave Mom alone in the old house in Wexley when she’s so old?"
"Ivy Linden, you little bitch, it must be you fanning the flames in Samuel’s ear, telling him to send me away... How can there be such a heartless daughter-in-law in the world..."
Samuel’s mother cursed in the hospital room, and Samuel Lockwood left with Ivy Linden. He couldn’t stop Samuel’s mother from talking, but he could leave with Ivy, not hearing being a relief.
Outside the hospital.
Samuel Lockwood and Ivy Linden stopped to thank Ivana Monroe.
Samuel Lockwood looked gratefully at Ivana Monroe: "Thanks for this time. If you ever need me, let me know, I owe you."
Ivana Monroe coldly snorted, not buying it: "I have only one condition, if you want Ivy, treat her well for the rest of your life, don’t let anyone bully her. If you don’t want her, give Ivy to me, I want her."