"Stay in bed and don't move. In three days, I guarantee you'll be out of the hospital, alive and kicking," Layla said to Penelope after applying the medicine.
Penelope gave Layla a weak smile and said sincerely, "Layla, thank you!"
Layla's face was full of guilt. "Don't say that. You wouldn't be hurt if it weren't for me."
"It's not your fault." Penelope shook her head slowly. "Even without yesterday's incident, it would have happened sooner or later."
Everett had long wanted her dead. It was only a matter of time. She had always known that this day would come. Otherwise, why would Lancelot ask Layla to protect her? He knew Everett very well.
"Have you found out about Tracy's schedule?" Penelope suddenly remembered something while she was lying in bed in a daze.
"Yes, she's returnin
