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Chapter 508: Chapter 508: Coma

Christopher Weaver angrily wanted to push her away, but Shiely Morrison pressed him down fiercely.

Her gaunt hand viciously slapped Christopher Weaver across the face: "Animal! Brute! You dare hit my daughter? Did Rose Parker, that other woman, also hit my daughter?! Christopher Weaver, you’re heartless! I made so much money for you, then you burned me alive, married someone else, and together you abused my daughter! I’ll kill you!"

Shiely Morrison frantically aimed blows at Christopher Weaver’s head and face, and in the middle of it, she suddenly spat a mouthful of blood, spraying it all over Christopher Weaver’s face.

Christopher Weaver was disgusted to the point of nearly vomiting; he viciously strangled Shiely Morrison’s neck and flipped her onto the ground: "Wretched woman! Relentless ghost! Both you and your daughter deserve to die!"

Isabella Weaver picked up a chair and with a crash, smashed it onto Christopher Weaver’s body.

The chair shattered into pieces, Christopher Weaver’s back ached intensely, his head buzzed, and he collapsed helplessly.

Meanwhile, Shiely Morrison had already passed out.

"Mom!"

Isabella Weaver started crying, "Grace, quickly, take her outside, we’re going to the hospital!"

Grace Watt swiftly finished the fight with the dozen bodyguards brought by Christopher Weaver, picked up Shiely Morrison, and walked out.

Once in the car, Isabella Weaver cradled Shiely Morrison and called Johan Niles.

But after trying several times, no one answered the phone.

This had never happened before!

Isabella Weaver didn’t have time to think about why, but she didn’t have the phone number of any other doctor at Valley Hospital, so she had to call Harry Hunter.

"Something happened to my mom! Help me find the hospital director, I’m taking my mom over right now!"

"Alright! I’ll arrange it immediately!"

Hearing his resolute voice, Isabella Weaver finally felt less panicked.

After hanging up, she checked Shiely Morrison’s breath, feeling that she was still alive, she held her close and cried in heartbreak: "Mom..."

She hated Christopher Weaver to death!

She had harbored countless questions for nineteen years, yet she didn’t dare to ask Shiely Morrison a single one!

She forcibly held back, not asking Shiely Morrison why she was at odds with Christopher Weaver, not asking how she survived, not even daring to ask that long-held question in her heart—since her mother was alive, why had she never come back to find her? She had endured so much hardship, if only her mother had come back to see her for a moment, she surely wouldn’t have suffered so much.

But she didn’t dare ask!

Not because she was afraid of getting an answer that would break her heart, but because she was afraid of agitating Shiely Morrison, causing her to fall into a coma!

As a daughter, she couldn’t personally bury her mother’s life!

But what about Christopher Weaver?

He had no scruples about agitating her!

Saying whatever hurtful words, not caring about her life or death at all!

No!

Christopher Weaver was deliberately trying to kill her!

Because Moonlight now threatens him!

First, agitate Shiely Morrison to death, then who’s next? The next one is me, her daughter!

The road to the hospital felt extraordinarily long, Grace Watt was already driving at top speed.

When they arrived at the hospital, Valley Hospital had already prepared a wheeled stretcher and rushed Shiely Morrison into the emergency room at full speed.

Harry Hunter arrived at the hospital a few minutes later, hugging Isabella Weaver: "Don’t cry, it will be okay!"

Isabella Weaver leaned on him, crying even harder.

Harry Hunter patted her back to soothe her, and only after she stopped crying did he ask: "How did this suddenly happen?"

"It was Christopher Weaver! He came today with a lot of people to cause trouble!"

Isabella Weaver wiped her eyes, stood up straight, her voice sharp and cold: "I want revenge for my mom! Revenge for myself!"

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