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Shirley felt like a rag doll, curled up in her blanket, unwilling to speak a word.

Abner, with a firm grip, lifted her up and headed straight for the door.

Halfway there, Shirley threw up, completely drained of strength.

After getting her to the hospital, he waited outside for Shirley, only to see Mark being wheeled in.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Mark had several broken ribs and a broken leg. Seeing Abner, his eyes were filled with venom.

Abner's face darkened, itching to land another punch on him.

Mark sneered, "Think you can still make it to the college entrance exams, Abner? All that effort, like a disgusting worm, just for the exams. Too bad, you've got nowhere to turn now." Leaning against the wall, Abner's presence was imposing.

It wasn't that he didn't want to hit Mark; he was just worried that if the police took him away, there'd be no one to take care of Shirley.

Shirley had closed herself off, trusting no one. He had to stay by her side.

Furious, especially thinking about how this kid had messed up his plans, Mark wished he could use the Albright family's influence to send Abner back to that remote mountain village. Leaning against the wall, Abner closed his eyes, his tone mocking.

"Still able to walk? I thought your knees would be shattered by now."

Mark stiffened, the pain seeming to spread again.

He took a deep breath, convincing himself that sooner or later, Abner would be begging him.

Abner waited until Shirley had her stomach pumped, looking at the pale figure on the hospital bed, feeling a pang in his heart.

"Shirley."

She didn't respond, her eyes blankly staring at the ceiling.

Abner couldn't stay there forever. Those guys were watching him closely, demanding long training sessions every day.

He stayed until the next day, but Shirley remained silent, only calling out his name a few times after being startled awake by nightmares.

Sitting by the bed, Abner held her, gently patting her back.

When he first met Shirley, she seemed like an angel, her smile incredibly gentle.

But now, that gentle Shirley was gone, like a shattered crystal doll.

Abner stayed until those guys called again, then slowly left.

Not long after he left, Mark was wheeled into the room.

Shirley, who had been sitting up in bed, lost the last bit of color in her face at the sight of him.

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

Now unable to stand and much thinner, Mark saw the change in her.

"Shirley."

Immediately, Shirley covered her

ears, the irony of it all being

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Tears streamed down her face as she bit her lip hard.

Mrs. Davis wanted to reason with her, but the next second, Shirley moved to the window. "Leave now, or I'll jump."

For a second, she truly considered jumping, exhausted and on the verge of collapse.

But a sliver of sanity held her back, pondering what would happen to Abner if she did.

Mark, scared by her threat, backed away.

"I won't come closer. Just rest up. You're too agitated right now. Let's talk when you've calmed down." Shirley had said countless times there was nothing to talk about, but no one ever listened.

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Once the room was empty, she slumped against the wall, slowly squatting down.

Mark had just left Shirley's room when he saw James not far off.

Before, James had called him, hoping the Albrights would show mercy and allow Abner to take the exams.

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