Chapter 23 However, Alison kept her eyes shut tight, She seemed caught in a nightmareâs grip, murmuring unintelligibly.
Jason gently clasped Alisonâs hand, comforting her softly, âItâs okay, Grandma. Iâm right here. You donât need to be afraid.â
Alison seemed to sense something. She suddenly grabbed Jasonâs wrist and raised her voice, crying, âSophia...
Donât... Me... Die... Words popped out from her mouth, and the sentence seemed to be âSophia, Donât. Me. Die.â
Jason wondered, âWhatâs that supposed to mean?â
Alisonâs words became Adaâs lifesaver. She stumbled to the bed and exclaimed angrily, âJason, did you hear that?
Alison said âAlison said, âSophia, Donât let me die.â She pondered, âIf Iâm right, Alison meant to say, âSophia, Donât come over. Let me die. Yet, she didnât finish her sentence, giving me the chance to twist the truth.â
Upon hearing Adaâs words, Jason frowned and persisted in gently calling out to Alison, âGrandma, can you open your eyes? We can talk about anything you want.â
Adaâs heart beat faster again, and her sinister gaze locked firmly on Alisonâs face. She quietly whispered a prayer, desperately hoping that Alison was experiencing terminal lucidity.
Alison let out another anguished scream, âSophia, donât!â Then, she collapsed back onto her pillow, slipping into a deep coma.
Jason turned to the doctor beside him, his expression sullen, and asked angrily, âWhatâs going on with my grandma?â
The doctor leaned in, carefully lifting Alisonâs eyelids to examine her eyes. His expression turned solemn as he delivered the news, âMr. Wilson, your grandma has suffered a skull fracture. The icy lake water has infiltrated her head, causing damage to her nervous system. The worstâcase scenario is that she may experience a persistent vegetative state.â
Jasonâs face immediately turned green. He paced anxiously beside the bed, his jaw clenched tight with worry, demanding, âGet the best experts in the world. Cure my grandma, whatever it takes.â
The doctor realized the stake of disobeying Jasonâs order, so he replied tremblingly, âAll right. Iâll get started right away on gathering the experts.â
Ada gradually relaxed her fists, almost failing to conceal the joy on her face. If Jason had not been present, she would have burst into laughter with relief.
Ada thought, âAlthough Alison doesnât die, sheâs trapped in a persistent vegetative state, lying there, unable to say a word.
Whatâs the difference between her and a corpse? Will she ever awaken from this state? Well, I wonât let it happen. I understand I must eliminate the root of my troubles.â
After forcibly suppressing her excitement, Ada delicately pulled at the corner of Jasonâs coat, her eyes brimming with tears, and pleaded, âJason, despite her severe injury, your grandma was still striving to tell you the truth. Please, donât let her down. My sister already has had the intention to harm us. I canât imagine the consequences if we let her stay with us. You wouldnât want to see your grandma get hurt again, would you?â
Jason narrowed his eyes slightly and asked coldly, âWhat do you want me to do with Sophia?â
Ada reached out to hold Jasonâs arm and suggested, âShe couldâve been arrested on the charge of willful murder. How about we send her to jail and lock her there for a few years?â
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Ada cried, âJason Did you fall in love with Sophiste that why you donât want to end her to je? Her tone as dripping with annoyance tand Jason denied coldly, âNo. Itâs because the Wilson Group is involved in an international project Sophia is my legal wie Her imprisonment could have serious repercussions for our cooperation.
Ada continued. âBut Jason interrupted her, âWell, youâve been through enough with this accident. Go get some rest.â
I Ada telt a surge of resentment, but she could not push Jason too hard. She thought, itâs fine that weâre not sending Sophia to jail I have plenty of ways to make her life a living hellâ
Jason called his parents in the evening who were living overseas and told them everything about Alison.
Jasonâs father, Benjamin Wilson, scolded Jason over the phone, urging him to take good care of Alison, and then decided on a date for returning home.
Aber hanging up the phone, Jason sank back onto the couch, weariness evident on his face. Snowflakes fell outside the window, and he could feel the bitter cold seeping through the thick glass.
Suddenly, Sophiaâs pale face flashed through his mind, causing his heart to constrict with worry. He thought, âWait is she still kneeting beside The Lake?
Jason ordered âEnc? Go to..â Before Jason could finish his sentence, Eric walked with a paper bag and reported, âMr.
Wilson, the private detective has some updates on where Mrs. Wilson has been these past few days.â
Jason took hold of the paper bag and opened it, his expression immediately turning cold as he read the files 0