Chapter 7 Chapter 7 When she woke again, Lisa was in the hospital, feeling dazed for a moment. Her fingers brushed her flat belly, and her heart clenched painfully-the baby was gone. "Bed 23, where's your family? We need payment. You've got heavy metal poisoning and must cooperate with police. The baby... didn't make it." The nurse checked on her the moment she awoke. Lisa's fingers trembled as she grabbed her phone to call David. His phone was off. She forced a bitter smile. He hadn't answered since she left last night-hadn't even looked for her. He once promised to be there whenever she needed him. Now he ignored her calls to stay with Helen. "No family. I'll pay myself." Lisa's voice was weak. "You can't walk. Rest-I'll handle it." The nurse stopped her kindly. Leaving the room, the nurse muttered, "We're all women, yet fate treats us so differently. One woman had a threatened miscarriage, and her husband panicked. He booked the whole VIP floor and flew in a world-class medical team overnight to save the pregnancy." She glanced back at Lisa. "This poor soul lost her baby to poison without a single relative by her side." Lisa heard every word. She knew they meant David and Helen. She felt nothing. Lisa moved to a VIP room. During her stay, she had the glass fragments tested to find who poisoned her. David never contacted her by discharge day. She went straight to Davis Manor House, took her mother's ring, and stored keepsakes in a permanent vault. She'd sell the villa and never return. Next, she visited the Civil Registry Office to change her name-ensuring David could never find her. Back home, Lisa found Helen curled on the sofa under her blanket, snacking while binge-watching. Lisa frowned. Before she spoke, Helen sprang up. "Sis! You're back! Had dinner? David's buying cake-want chocolate?" Helen smiled, eyes gleaming with triumph. "Who said you could touch my things?" Lisa's voice chilled as she eyed the messy coffee table, chest tightening. She hated others touching her belongings or disrupting her space. David knew this-rarely brought guests, always cleaned up afterward. Yet now he let Helen lounge in her spot, use her blanket, eat her snacks... "Mad at me, Sis? Here, have it back." Helen dumped chips onto Lisa's clothes, smirking. "Pick it up yourself." Lisa froze, speechless, as Helen suddenly knelt to clean the mess. "Sorry, Sis! I was starving-had to eat your snacks. Don't be angry. I'll tidy up now." Helen's eyes reddened, tears threatening to fall. "Honey, what's going on?" The abrupt shift in expression left Lisa unprepared. Only when David's voice sounded behind her did she grasp the situation. Lisa turned just in time to see him looking at Helen on the floor, clearly catching the fleeting look of concern in his eyes. "I shouldn't have touched her things without permission," Helen choked out, head bowed. "Hmm, my wife hates people touching her stuff." David frowned. "Why's the living room such a mess?" "Take your cake and go. Don't come back." Helen froze, then slowly rose to accept the cake David handed her. Yet the next instant, Helen staggered into Lisa as if losing her footing. Both women lost balance, tumbling backward. In a split second, David stepped forward, scooping Helen securely into his arms. Beside them, Lisa crashed heavily against the shoe cabinet. Blood instantly gushed from the back of her head. As dizziness overwhelmed her, the last thing she saw was David clutching Helen tightly... Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!