  By the time I woke up again, I was in a single ward. There was only a woman in her fifties in the room. I could tell at a glance that she was a servant of my grandma, Rosy Archer. 
      I said weakly, "Olena..." 
      Olena looked back and saw that I was awake. She said nervously, "Lie down and don't move. I will call the doctor first."
      As she said that, she rushed out of the ward.
      I observed the ward. Based on the style of the decoration, it should be the Holy Spirit Hospital.
      "But why am I here? Why is Olena taking care of me?"
      I was full of doubts and didn't know whom I should ask.
      Soon, Olena came in with a doctor. The doctor had an examination of me, saying that I was exhausted and had hypoglycemia and that I just needed to have some nutrition at home before I would be fine.
      I thanked the doctor. Only after he went out did I ask Olena what had

  As there was hope rising in my heart, Rosy said, "I asked her to come here."
      Her voice sounded unhurried. And others couldn't tell what her purpose was.
      But I stole a glance at Jeremy. And there seemed to be a layer of sweat on his forehead.
      The four of us entered the room. Rosy took me to sit on a two-seat sofa. While Jeremy and Gina sat on the opposite side. And Olena began to pour tea for us.
      Rosy took my hand and went straight to the point, "Diane has told me everything about the wedding."
      At this time, Jeremy broke out in a cold sweat in an instant. He stood up, pointed at Diane, and scolded, "You are an ungrateful b*tch! Were you bribed by Charlotte?"
      As he spoke, he picked up the glass on the table and smashed it directly on Diane!
      Diane, who couldn't dodge him in time, was smashed with a cup of hot tea. And the cup fell to the ground an

  With the incident in my childhood that Patrick had no money and couldn't be rescued on my mind, I had no choice but to go to the hospital with the 911 team.
      After arriving at the hospital, I helped Caroline to pay the medicine fee and was about to leave.
      When I arrived at the door, I was stopped by a policeman. The couple on the third floor was standing behind him.
      The hostess pointed at me and said firmly, "It's her. It's she who pushed the girl down."
      The policeman nodded and said to me in a business-like tone, "Hello, please come with us."
      Although I was reluctant, I also knew that even if I didn't go to the police station today, I would have to go there tomorrow.
      On the way to the police station, the couple on the third floor went with me and the hostess said to the police, "I heard them quarrel so fiercely. Later, I heard someone shouting for help. And then the girl rolled down."
      Lisa lived on the fourth floor. When I moved there, she told me that the hostess on the third floor was a nosy person who loved to pick her fault in daily life.
      At this time, hearing her say that, I immediately explained to the police, "I didn't quarrel with her!"
      Hearing my explanation, the hostess rolled her eyes at me, "Can we believe in what you say? Are you planning to say that you didn't push her?"
      "I didn't push her."
      The hostess sneered and said, "The murderer always denies what he/she has done."
      I emphasized again, "I didn't push her!" 
      I knew that I was in an unfavorable condition and no one would believe me.
      After I arrived at the police station, I finished the record. The police also contacted the Archer Family. Originally, I thought that based on Jeremy's and Gina's styles of getting things done, they surely would like to lock me up.
      But I didn't expect that they would ask the police to let me go.
      By the time I came out of the police station, I almost fainted from hunger. So I found a noodle house and ate there. After eating for a while, I received a phone call from Patrick.
      I know that Patrick surely was going to talk to me about Caroline. And I was sure that he ascertained that it was me who had pushed her.
      The phone had been ringing for a long time before I picked it up.
      Before he could speak, I said first, "Mr. Cowell, Caroline rolled down by herself. I didn't push her."
      After I said that, there was a silence over the phone. After a long time, I heard Patrick's sneer, "Do you think I will believe you?"
      "No, you won't."
      I already knew the answer in my heart.
      Without giving me any chance to explain, Patrick said, "I just want to tell you, Charlotte Archer, if anything happens to Caroline, besides holding you accountable, I will also tear down the orphanage where you ever stayed!"
      After that, he hung up the phone directly.
      I gasped.
      Patrick was indeed a powerful businessman, who knew how to take advantage of his enemy's weakness the best.
      Now that I had broken up with the Archer Family and I was all alone. Although I wasn't afraid that he would play against me, he was even thinking of going against the orphanage!
      I called him back again, only to find that the phone could no longer be connected.
      He blacklisted my phone number.
      There was a burst of panic in my heart. I couldn't eat any more noodles. So I went straight to the hospital!
      After I arrived at the hospital, the doctor told me that Caroline had been transferred to Holy Spirit Hospital by Patrick.
      Holy Spirit Hospital was the most famous private hospital in City Y, where there was membership. Even if someone wanted to visit the patient there, the patient needed to inform the hospital first.
      I knew that I surely couldn't get in there.
      But Patrick had to work. He would come out of there early tomorrow morning.
      At this time, it was already past two a.m. I guarded at the gate of the Holy Spirit Hospital, squatted down beside the wall in the midst, and fell asleep there for a while sometimes. At dawn, I continued to guard at the entrance.
      Finally, I saw Patrick's car coming out. I couldn't care about anything else and rushed straight up!
      The car was not driving fast. And it stopped just when Patrick saw me.
      Patrick got out of the car. I wanted to get up and explain the incident yesterday to him, advising him not to play against the orphanage. But I felt dizzy for no reason. Everything went dark in front of me and I passed out!

By the time I woke up again, I was in a single ward. There was only a woman in her fifties in the room. I could tell at a glance that she was a servant of my grandma, Rosy Archer. 
      I said weakly, "Olena..." 
      Olena looked back and saw that I was awake. She said nervously, "Lie down and don't move. I will call the doctor first."
      As she said that, she rushed out of the ward.
      I observed the ward. Based on the style of the decoration, it should be the Holy Spirit Hospital.
      "But why am I here? Why is Olena taking care of me?"
      I was full of doubts and didn't know whom I should ask.
      Soon, Olena came in with a doctor. The doctor had an examination of me, saying that I was exhausted and had hypoglycemia and that I just needed to have some nutrition at home before I would be fine.
      I thanked the doctor. Only after he went out did I ask Olena what had happened.
      Olena told me the general situation. After I fainted, Patrick sent me here a

Chapter 11 Do You Want to Kill Her