Chapter 103: We All Deserve to Die

Serena sighed, "Some people used to say I have a soft heart, feeling pity for everything." Randall's eyes widened angrily, "Whoever said that is talking nonsense! Auntie, you're the best in my heart. Everyone believes Angel's words and thinks poorly of Isabella. Only Auntie remains firm in her beliefs, sticking to what she sees. That's not having a soft heart, it's being kind with principles." Serena smiled faintly, relieved. In the hospital, Mary sat by the bedside, repeatedly touching the knife in her hand. It was the fruit knife Serena had casually taken when buying fruits. The new knife looked very sharp. But Mary was still unsure. Several times, she placed her fingers on the blade, testing its sharpness. Bruno arrived around three in the afternoon. When he reached the door of the ward, he didn't enter directly. Instead, he raised his hand and knocked on the door politely, maintaining his usual grace. He was dressed quite formally today, his suit accentuating his