Chapter 1891

In contrast, not one person had visited Tiffany, apart from the assigned nurse, even after she was admitted to the ward. Though spacious, her ward was desolate. It was so quiet that dripping liquid could be heard. The next day… Tiffany's bleary eyes parted as the sky brightened. She looked at the blurry image in front of her and felt confused. Was she dead? What about that vulgar woman, Charmine? Was she dead as well? Her eyelids jolted open at the thought. Coincidentally, the door to her ward opened, and a nurse came in to change the IV liquid for her. When she woke up, the nurse asked, albeit rather hostilely, "Do you feel unwell?" The nurse knew this woman was evil, that she had done every evil deed that existed in the world…yet an evil woman like her managed to survive. God must have been blind! Tiffany met her disgusted look and asked coldly, "What about that b*tch Charmine? Is she dead?" "You mean Ms. Jordan?" The nurse then spoke, intentionally choosing her words,