When She Stops Playing Nice (Hale Saxon)

In the blink of an eye, a week had passed. Ashley awaited the results of her visit to Prover Hospital, her heart filled with anticipation of the news she had hoped for.

Her hopes were fulfilled as the test confirmed her expectations-she was indeed expecting Radiant with joy, Ashley exited the hospital, eager to return home and nurture the life growing within her.

Just as she reached the doorstep, a figure emerged from the nearby bushes. Mrs. Taylor's disheveled appearance, with her oily hair and dirty clothes, startled Ashley Seeing Mrs. Taylor burst from the bushes reminded Ashley of the sudden appearance of a giant rat. Clutching her chest, Ashley cursed, "Who are you aiming to scare to death?"

The figure, known only as Mrs. Taylor, appeared distressed. "Miss Jackson, I've been waiting for you for a week! You promised to help me with Cathy. I've been here, unable to leave, unable to reach you. I've been counting on you to come and help me give Cathy what she deserves!"

The unpleasant odor from Mrs. Taylor made Ashley recoil, stepping back to put some distance between them.

Ashley hadn't forgotten about Cathy. She wasn't trying to assist Mrs. Taylor but merely using her as a pawn.

Ashley suspected Cathy's involvement was orchestrated by someone cunning, someone like Gina, who played dirty. Ashley resolved to play dirty, too, but discreetly.

She couldn't afford a confrontation with Gina right now; that would have to wait for a more opportune moment!

Priority one was dealing with Cathy.

And what was Mrs. Taylor thinking, demanding her contact details? She was nothing but trouble, not worth the hassle!

Ashley rolled her eyes and said, "Fine, I can bring that wretched Cathy out now, but you have to promise to make her pay dearly."

"Absolutely!" Mrs. Taylor gritted her teeth. "I'd love nothing more than to see her get what's coming to her Satisfied with Mrs. Taylor's response, Ashley immediately placed a call, summoning the bodyguard waiting in the garage. She ordered him to go inside and fetch Cathy, even if it required force.

The bodyguard nodded and obeyed.

Soon enough, he dragged Cathy out.

As Cathy was pulled out of Prover Hospital, she saw Mrs. Taylor glaring at her with resentment and malice. She struggled desperately to break free but couldn't match the bodyguard's strength.

Confronted by Mrs. Taylor, Cathy was immediately seized by her hair.

Cathy resisted, and the two women erupted into a fierce struggle.

Ashley stopped back from the scene, finding a strange fascination in the brutal exchange between the two women. It was like witnessing a primal struggle reminiscent of insects locked in combat.

"You cursed jinal Andy's not coming back now. He's my only child! Give him back to mel" Mrs. Taylor's voice was filled with desperation as she fought on, visibly exhausted after her week-long vigil at the hospital entrance, barely sleeping or eating Finally, Cathy found the strength to stand up against Mrs. Taylor.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

As Mrs. Taylor faltered and Cathy managed to break free, she attempted to seek refuge back inside Prover Hospital.

Ashley frowned. She had yet to anticipate Mrs. Taylor to be so ineffective, allowing Gina to slip away.

She signaled to the bodyguard to intervene.

The bodyguard stepped forward, seizing Cathy and forcefully returning her to Mrs. Taylor's grip. Mrs. Taylor clutched Cathy's collar, her mind racing as she remembered the stones by the bushes.

In that moment, Mrs. Taylor's thirst for vengeance flared. Andy had been robbed of a kidney due to unpaid gambling debts, forced to sell blood, and endure unimaginable torment.

That scheming Cathy masterminded all this, demanding an outrageous 180 thousand dollars engagement gift.

Mrs. Taylor wouldn't hesitate to see Cathy buried alongside Andy if she could. She cared beyond about prison or death; she had nothing to lose.

Ashley observed Mrs. Taylor's actions with bewilderment. Was this madwoman indeed planning to drag Cathy into a corner to brawit Perhaps she was concerned about attracting unwanted attention by fighting at the entrance?

That seemed plausible.

Ashley grew weary, surprised by Cathy's stoicism amidst the pain, Little did she know that Cathy's silence was a tactical move to conserve energy when dealing with Mrs. Taylor.

"Let's get out of here," Ashley declared, losing interest. It had become too tedious. She signaled for the bodyguard to depart.

They headed toward the garage.

Ashley barely noticed as Cathy broke free from Mrs. Taylor and emerged from the bushes. Cathy appeared disoriented, initially running toward Ashley before realizing she needed to return to the hospital. She swiftly changed direction.

But as Mrs. Taylor emerged sudden change in direction, Mrs. Taylor watched in horror as the stone struck Ashley's back.

From the bushes alongside Cathy, wielding a stone, she didn't hesitate to hurl it at her target. Caught off guard by Cathy's Ashley stumbled, falling heavily to the ground, and landing with a jolt on her abdomen. Everything unfolded too swiftly. The bodyguard, too stunned to react, could only call out, "Miss Jackson! Miss Jackson!"

Rushing to Ashley's side, the bodyguard found her gripping her stomach in fear. "No, no!" she pleaded.

Feeling warmth seeping from her body, Ashley screamed at the sight of blood, clutching the bodyguard's hand tightly. "Quick, get me to the hospital! My child, my child, it must be safe!!!*

The bodyguard nodded with determination. "Understood!"

He swiftly scooped Ashley into his arms and dashed toward the om hospital. Meanwhile, Cathy hurried into Prover Hospital, leaving Mrs.

Taylor in a state of

panic.

Ashley wouldn't let her off the hook, but she hadn't dealt with Cathy yet. Since Cathy had entered Prover Hospital, Mrs. Taylor was at a loss. What was

her next move?

Amidst her panic, Mrs. Taylor realized her only option was to flee and seek refuge!

She turned and bolted, intending to run as far as she could.

Ashley was rushed into the operating room, her abdomen throbbing relentlessly. Gripping the doctor's hand tightly, she pleaded, “Please, please save my child. My child must be safel

Her difficulty in conceiving heightened her anxiety. if she miscarried now, Ashley feared she might never have another chance to become a mother, No, Chapter 426

this was unthinkable; she yearned to be a motherl The doctor looked troubled, unable to offer Ashley any reassurance.

With Ashley lesing copious amounts of blood, the situation grew increasingly dire Thirty minutes later, the rescue efforts concluded. Despite the doctor's valiant efforts, they couldn't save Ashley's child.