Marsh Smith dropped Ava Wright off at the Wright family home and then left. Ava Wright and Oliver Wright were having a conversation in the living room. Oliver Wright uneasily reconfirmed, "Are you sure you can handle Marsh Smith over there? Amelia Wright is no longer the weak and obedient person she was, and Marsh Smith likes her. Once she’s replaced as a bride for Marsh Smith, his heart will surely sway." Ava Wright elegantly sat on the sofa, poured herself a glass of water, took a sip, and then said, "His heart swaying? It will sway towards me nonetheless." If it were before, Oliver Wright definitely wouldn’t be worried about these things. Previously, Ava Wright’s means were much stronger than Amelia’s. But now, Ava Wright has suffered several losses at Amelia’s hands, making Oliver Wright anxious. At this point, seeing Ava Wright full of confidence reminded Oliver of Marsh Smith’s attitude when he dropped Ava off, and this was reassuring. However, neither of them noticed that the maid brewing tea nearby had heard their conversation clearly. Everyone in the Wright family villa had been replaced by Amelia Wright’s arrangements. Previously, everything in the villa was managed by Bess Bennett. Ava Wright and Oliver Wright usually didn’t bother with these matters, apart from Joy the housekeeper, other maids were frequently replaced by Bess Bennett’s dissatisfaction. Hence, seeing new faces didn’t catch their attention. After their conversation, Ava Wright went upstairs to her room. After sitting through a few hours of flight, she was still a bit tired and decided to rest for a bit. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⚑𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚑𝙣𝙚𝙩 She elegantly ascended the stairs and opened her room door. Then she instantly widened her eyes as her composed facade shattered, and she screamed sharply, "Who messed with my room?" Upon hearing her scream, Oliver Wright frowned and then said, "What’s the fuss about? Amelia stayed here for a few days, isn’t it just a room? It’s no big deal." Ava Wright was so angry she was breathing rapidly: "I’ve said before, I don’t like people touching my things!" Oliver Wright replied impatiently, "Ask a maid for your stuff’s location. If it’s damaged or missing, just buy more; don’t throw a tantrum over such trivial matters." After saying that, Oliver Wright left the room. To him, this was indeed a small matter; aren’t they just household items? You can buy anything with money. But Ava Wright couldn’t bear it, as if her private territory had been violated. She had only been away for two months, yet her home didn’t even have her room anymore. She knew it, all the affection between father and daughter were lies; when she was a bright student with beauty, Oliver treated her well because she had value. Later, when her reputation worsened and she got disfigured, Oliver didn’t care about her anymore. He even let Amelia stay in her room. Anyone could stay, but not Amelia! Ava Wright smashed things around the room in a rage before storming out of the Wright family home. She had expected to reach the peak of her life after returning to the country. Yet, at that moment, she suddenly didn’t know where to go. The Wright family no longer had her room. Marsh Smith genuinely liked Amelia. Her father only cared about her value, disregarding her happiness. At this difficult moment, Ava Wright finally remembered she had a mother in the hospital. It must be said that Oliver Wright and Ava Wright are similar in some ways, both extremely selfish and only ever thinking of themselves, ignoring everything else. Knowing well that her biological mom had a car accident, allegedly severe, while she was abroad, she could use the distance as an excuse, but upon returning home, Ava Wright hadn’t thought to visit the hospital first thing. Finding herself with nowhere else to go, she remembered Bess Bennett’s kindness. Ava Wright composed herself, cleaned up her emotional instability, and took a cab to the hospital. She bought a bouquet of flowers outside the hospital before entering. Approaching the nurse’s station, Ava Wright gently asked, "Could you please tell me which room Bess Bennett is in?" The busy nurse froze for a moment, put down the patient’s chart in her hand, and looked up to ask, "Are you a relative of Mrs. Bennett in bed 22?" Ava Wright nodded: "I’m her daughter." The nurse took a few more looks at Ava Wright before pointing in a direction, saying, "The last single room down the corridor." Noticing several nurses at the station watching her, Ava Wright thought it was just because of her beauty, and she replied even more tenderly, "Thank you." After thanking them, Ava Wright proceeded to the room. She didn’t notice that those gazes weren’t admiring but filled with disdain. Bess Bennett had been paralyzed in the hospital for so long, her family only sending money, without a single visit. Now, Ava Wright appeared all dazzling, while her mother lay paralyzed and pitiful in the hospital, yet she still managed to smile. Ava Wright was unaware of what these people were thinking or the extent of Bess Bennett’s injuries from the accident. She had been at a plastic surgery clinic when she received the call saying the injuries were severe but not life-threatening. She figured as long as there was no danger to life, it wasn’t a big deal and sent a sum of money back. Ava Wright reached the room and, without knocking, directly pushed open the room door. She had always been in front of Bess Bennett, no need for manners, could even shout recklessly, knowing she wouldn’t be blamed. But the moment the door opened, Ava Wright was stunned. On the hospital bed lay a withered-looking woman, as a nurse, wearing gloves, was changing a feces-stained nursing pad, and the room was filled with a foul odor. Ava Wright was dazed for a while before covering her mouth and gasping, "Ah!" Bess Bennett, whose eyes had been lifeless, snapped back at the sound, turning her head on the bed to look at the door where she saw Ava Wright. Ava Wright dropped the flowers she was holding and, instinctively took two steps back out of the room. The beautifully arranged bouquet starkly contrasted with Bess Bennett’s emaciated appearance. Bess Bennett instantly felt ashamed and furious, the only hand she could still move waved constantly, hoarsely telling the nurse, "Go away, leave!" Bess Bennett didn’t want Ava Wright to see her in such a sorry state. The nurse retorted impatiently, "Can you cooperate a bit, please? After I leave, do you want your mess to stay in your pants?" Bess Bennett closed her eyes in agony. She really didn’t want to live anymore. But having paraplegia, with only her head and hands able to move, she couldn’t even manage to die. Ava Wright stood at the doorway, still startled, her complexion shifting repeatedly. Until the sound of the door made Ava Wright jump. The nurse came out with a garbage bag, saw Ava Wright standing at the door, and asked, "Are you a relative of the patient in bed 22?" Ava Wright didn’t know what she was thinking, shaking her head as if possessed, "No, I’m not." The nurse, without paying further attention to Ava Wright, turned and left. The next moment, Ava Wright’s expression changed. The door to the room wasn’t closed, she had just spoken, and the person on the bed must have heard it. Ava Wright remained silent for a while before re-entering the room. The hospital room’s stench seemed to linger, making Ava Wright a bit nauseous. Looking at the person on the bed, she didn’t call out "Mom," but merely asked, "Where are you injured? How could you be injured so severely?" Bess Bennett was after all Ava Wright’s biological mom, and at that moment, she understood Ava Wright’s thoughts. Ava Wright had healed her face, elegant and beautiful, and didn’t want her to be her mother anymore, thinking it was embarrassing. She couldn’t help but recall the things Amelia had said earlier. She was gravely injured, and the husband and daughter she loved and defended didn’t once come to see her, abandoning her just like that. Seeing Ava Wright now, without enthusiasm as she stepped into the hospital room, seeing her disdain like she regretted coming to visit. Bess Bennett suddenly felt hatred. More hatred than for Oliver Wright.