Melody Strikes Back by Myra Walker

Chapter 73

“Werkstad, what do we do now? Even Mr. Ramon believes that wretch.”

Justen sneered and looked towards the second-floor window. “This is a good thing.”

Ramon was deceived by Melody, as long as Melody’s lies held up, they believed Melody. Ramon might be strict, however, and it was necessary to explain to him sooner rather than later.

Margaret had already vomited blood, making Melody the enemy of the Swanson family. Astrid was the only one who didn’t act confused from anger. Instead, she stormed toward Margaret’s room on the second floor.

While everyone else was drunk, Melody had already heard the commotion of footsteps and saw Astrid coming. She quickly started preparing herself.

“How can you drive the doctors away? Do you really believe that a young girl’s medical skills can save her?” Astrid confronted Ramon.

Ramon frowned. "Margaret's blood has improved a lot. Ms. Fox said that Mom’s vomiting blood is expelling the toxins. She feels much better. Please don’t say anything to upset her."

“Trust her?” Astrid glared at Melody. "Absolutely cannot trust her. Darling, come to your senses."

Ramon now felt frustrated. "Margaret will be cured by Miss Fox. For now, you apologize to Miss Fox and then go."

“Apologize to her? Impossible!” Astrid refused with a pale look on her face. “Since none of you believe me, I’ll keep quiet! But I hope you’ll come to your senses sooner rather than later, so as not to delay Margaret’s condition.”

With that, Astrid left, seething with anger. No one saw the sly smile replace her fury once she left the room. She thought, "Believe in Melody, and when Melody fails, I will be the daughter-in-law who saves the day."

After leaving the room, Astrid asked a servant about Ulric’s whereabouts. The servant, very afraid of Astrid, quickly replied, “Mr. Ulric has gone to treat his leg injury.”

Astrid was taken aback and asked, “Didn’t he go out early in the morning? Why hasn’t he come back yet?”

“Useless thing! I’ll contact him myself!” Astrid scolded and took out her mobile phone.

Before she could dial, she saw Ulric being pushed in by the servant.

“You’re finally back!” Astrid suppressed her anger. “Margaret vomited blood today, and time may be running out. Why did you only come back now?”

Ulric’s face was unusually gloomy. “Talk in my room,” he said coldly.

After they reached his room, Astrid couldn’t hold back anymore. “Why do you look so upset? Was the treatment not smooth?”

Ulric smashed the cup in his hand. “Shut up! Was it you who told me not to treat my leg injury first? Now the doctor says there’s only a ten percent chance of recovery. Are you satisfied now?”

Astrid covered her mouth in horror. “Ten percent...”

“If my leg can’t recover, what will I compete with Ken? All because of your plan! You said that if I didn’t recover, it would make Dad and Grandma more sympathetic towards me and dislike Ken. Now, I’ve really become a cripple! Are you satisfied?”

Astrid’s face was complicated, and tears glistened in her eyes. “What I did back then was also for you… I didn’t know…”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Easy for you to say!” Ulric closed his eyes in agitation. “God knows what I’ve been through today.”

He practiced rehabilitation movements for hours but couldn't do well. That feeling was unbearable.

“Grandma vomited blood today, you said…”