The Marriage She Turned into War novel Chapter 257

Abigail's words inexplicably shook my previously calm demeanor.

I anxiously watched her back, secretly hoping that she'd be called away by an urgent matter, or perhaps Joshua would summon her.

But unfortunately, nothing I wished for happened.

After I placed the suitcase in the trunk, she waved her hand, signaling me to get in the car.

I slipped into the passenger seat, a sense of being on pins and needles overwhelming me. An uneasy feeling gnawed at me. Abigail's erratic mood swings had been all too obvious lately.

At times, I was completely at a loss about what she wanted or what she intended to do. Everything seemed to catch me off guard.

What Abigail excelled at most was amplifying problems until everyone knew exactly what was going on between us.

While I panicked, trying to figure out how to interact with Abigail, she stepped on the gas, and we roared away.

As I watched her drive with one hand on the wheel, my anxiety grew. I had an unsettling premonition that something unexpected was about to happen.

Half an hour later, the car rolled to a stop in front of the hospital.

Abigail watched me unload the suitcase, then asked in a detached tone, "Which room is Lana in?"

Her question stunned me for a moment. I almost didn't know how to respond.

It was enough to indicate that Abigail didn't genuinely care about Lana.

As soon as she spotted me, her face lit up. She waved excitedly and called out, "Samuel, you came to see me!"

I smiled warmly as I walked over and gently ruffled her hair with affection. "Have you been good, Lana? Did you miss me?"

Her little arms wrapped tightly around me, and her eyes filled with longing.

She nodded earnestly, her voice soft and sweet. "I've missed you so much! They said I'm having surgery tomorrow. I'm not scared at all. I'm very brave!"

Hearing that, a lump formed in my throat, and my eyes stung with emotion.

Lana was only five years old, yet she displayed a courage that most children couldn't muster. My heart swelled with both pride and aching sorrow, and I silently vowed that I would protect her, no matter what it took.