“You’re so stupid, you should just go to hell.”
Jerome chuckled. “Yeah, you’re right. Someone like me probably should go to hell.”
“To think I hurt my own sister for someone as malicious as you. Joanna, I’m going to enjoy watching you self-destruct, and I’ll especially enjoy watching you go to hell.”
“Natalie sees things more clearly than you. She lives her life more earnestly and sincerely. At least she genuinely cared about us before, unlike your fake kindness.”
“The day you finally hit rock bottom, I’ll pop my finest bottle of champagne just to celebrate your ruin.”
“You…” Joanna glared at him, then a thought struck her.
“You came here to ask Natalie to operate on you. Does she actually know medicine?”
Jerome narrowed his eyes. What was she planning?
“Whether she’s a medical genius or not is none of your concern.”
He had already heard what she said. Natalie’s refusal to operate on him was expected. But he knew he was wrong now; he truly understood how foolish he had been.
All he wanted was to stand up again so he could look after his mother and Natalie. Even if Natalie didn’t need it, he wanted to be a good brother.
“Back then, Natalie warned me not to compete. I didn’t listen to her, and that’s why I ended up crippled.”
“Even though that man took the fall for you and you can live your life without a care, your good days are numbered, Joanna. Your luck is taking a nosedive.”
“You were dealt a winning hand, and you completely blew it.” Jerome’s lips curled into a mocking smile.

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