"Enough. We need to be at the hospital right now." Yosef, though worried, was not as helpless as Vanessa.
Seeing Yosef leave, Vanessa wiped her tears and hurried after him. Andrew was her precious son; if something were to happen to him, she would make that little slut pay.
Reaching the emergency room, Vanessa immediately spotted Cynthia sitting helplessly on a bench. A surge of anger rose within her, and she charged over without a second thought.
"You slut! It's all because of you! Andrew got into a car accident because of you!" Vanessa grabbed Cynthia's collar, her eyes red-rimmed, and roared.
Cynthia was like a puppet, her eyes vacant as she stared into the distance, showing no reaction.
Seeing her like this, Yosef frowned. "What's with all the yelling in the hospital? Are you not
