"Mom, Mom how are you..." Evelyn Lucas hugged Tara Hammond, her face twisted in fear, "Mom, Mom you're bleeding..."
On Tara Hammond's face, wrapped in white gauze, blood stains eerily seeped through.
Evelyn Lucas raised her head, looking incredulously at Nolan Lucas, "Brother, are you crazy? This is Mom, she painstakingly raised you! Even if you hate her, you can't treat her like this..."
Evelyn Lucas cried pearly tears, holding Tara Hammond in her arms, looking so pitiful.
But their sorrow was nothing compared to his birth mother's suffering and exhaustion, unable to escape it even in death.
"I said before, if I see you again, I will definitely not let it go. My mother's revenge can't be offset by mere upbringing. Moreover, the so-called upbringing was just her way of keeping favor. Evelyn Lucas, Tara Hammond, you don't need to act in front of me anymore... next time we meet, it will be the same, I won't hold back."
The revenge for killing a mother is unforgivable.