e a lion's roar. Bi Yani panicked as she opened the

ed to his colleague. Bi Yani cried and felt anx

dded. They quickly headed to the hospital, which was not far from Lar

*

the opera

the second corr

erating room. Their footsteps echoed alternate

tretcher at a controlled speed. They looked calm despite their heavy st

corridors. Bi Yani, following behind, struggled to keep up but did

he operating room. After that, t

Yani, raising her hands in prayer, pleading for

aid a nurse, pointing to a row of se

ed and once again prayed for Lara's safe

the stranger at Lara's house could bring

ed and unhappy. After all, the married life of poor people like herself was often the

was the

inking that the presence of the stranger was like a TV d

st kicked the homewrecker out and slammed the door. After that, Lara cried, b

" thought Bi Yani, perhaps because Lara was more beautiful

s attracted to a cheap woman like that girl. Her style was like the love sellers

ld to meddle in other people's marriages. One thing she didn't un

ld only ruin her child's mental health. So, wh

now, Bi Yani had also not divorced her husband. Even though he was old, un

id not kn

considered divorce. A man like her husband,

e Lara, who was still young and beautiful. She was nothing. If that was the

I call M

uldn't her husband know about Lara's condition?

ld think faster, sh

*

e you not call me!

nse atmosphere like a sharp knife. Bi Yani was startled to hear the veno

d, her voice trembling with fear. "I did

d of humor. "You have no right to make decisions

eded help, and I acted quickly to get her the help she needed," she retorted, her voice shaking with

speak to me like that, you insolent maid!" Seno spat, his words dripping w

no, and you have done nothing to deserve it," she shot back, her voice firm with defiance. "Mrs. Lara deserves

rged with tension. Seno's chest heaved with anger,

d in a threatening gesture. Instinctively, Bi Yani stepped