Chapter 359 The Death of Wendy Hart 2

Christopher warned bluntly, "Wendy, I know you've had a difficult life these past years, but that doesn't give you the right to vent your anger on others, to envy others, or worse, to hurt others. Listen to me—go home and get proper rest. Stop quarreling with Mom. She's worried sick about you all these years. You shouldn't make her sad."

His words were earnest and full of concern, yet in Wendy Hart's ears, they rang with an entirely different tone.

She smirked, cold and detached, "Brother… you remember to care about me now? Is it because you know I'm about to die?"

Christopher: "You're my sister. I've always cared about you."

"Really?" Wendy continued to laugh with self-mockery and sarcasm. "I may be sick, but my mind and eyes work perfectly fine. I can perceive, I can see…"