Chapter 112 Mess Up

Amanda sat in the dimly lit waiting room of the hospital, her body trembling from exhaustion and the relentless nausea that had plagued her for weeks. Her head rested against the cool wall, her breaths shallow and uneven. She had never felt so physically drained, her emotions tangled in a mess of heartbreak, confusion, and now, fear. Lin, the youngest maid in Vicktor’s mansion, sat nervously beside her, her fingers twisting the strap of her purse. Lin had been the only one to show her any kindness in recent weeks, a quiet presence that offered Amanda a small sliver of comfort amidst the chaos. Even Lin’s doe-like eyes, filled with concern, couldn’t ease Amanda’s unease.