Blood on the third wish novel

Chapter 9 Ever since Arthur's legs inexplicably lost sensation three days ago, and the doctors couldn't find any cause, leaving everyone at their wits' end, Arthur seemed to realize something. He locked himself in his room and hadn't come out for three whole days. Arthur's mother stared at the tightly closed door, unable to figure out how things had turned out this way. Just a month ago, her son was the rising business star every media outlet fought to cover, and she was the wealthy matriarch everyone envied. But now? She had lost both legs in a car accident, bound to a wheelchair for life.

Arthur, who had been perfectly healthy, was now inexplicably crippled, and the Hudson Group's stock had plummeted because of his condition. Yet Arthur, who should have been out there taking charge, had locked himself away, refusing to see anyone. How did it suddenly come to this? Arthur's mother couldn't understand it, until that priest suddenly showed up at their door. "Because this was your original god's will!" "You enjoyed a house full of riches because of her.

Now that she is dead and her power has dissipated, you naturally return to your original god's will." The priest didn't say it explicitly, but Arthur's mother knew the 'she' he referred to was Sarah. The Sarah who had single-handedly led the Hudsons back to the pinnacle of success. The Sarah she had loathed to the core, believing her fae bloodline to be lowly and base. If Sarah hadn't appeared six years ago, what would the Hudsons have looked like? A chill crept up Arthur's mother's spine. She remembered. Arthur was hunted down by enemies, dying with his spinal cord severed.

The Hudson Group declared bankruptcy, and on the day it was acquired, she leaped from the rooftop. A family scattered, a home destroyed, and lives lost. 0.00% 12:39 This was the destined ending for the Hudsons. The door was suddenly pushed open. Arthur stood behind it. He had heard everything. He met his mother's gaze, his dry lips moving slightly. "Mom, our retribution has come." The paralysis of his legs was just the beginning. Over the next two months, Arthur's arms and hands became paralyzed, then his ribs inexplicably fractured... In the end, every bone in his body shattered.

He couldn't even turn his head, left only to linger on in bed, gasping for breath. Unable to accept what he had become, he begged a former subordinate for a bottle of poison and ended his life. After Arthur died, the company's stock crashed. Arthur's mother, now middle-aged, having lost both husband and son, saw her hair turn white overnight. She sold the company, used the last of her money to bury Arthur, and, just like six years ago, climbed to the rooftop again. Only this time, there was no second Sarah willing to give her all for the Hudsons.

The cold wind howled against her face, and she finally felt regret. "Sarah, I'm sorry." She closed her eyes and fell into the void. My soul floated in mid-air, taking in the entire scene. The moment Arthur's mother fell, the shackles deep within my soul finally dissipated, and the pearly gates rose before my eyes, slowly opening. I didn't hesitate. I lifted my foot and stepped through. From then on, the dust of the past was scattered to the winds. 55.74% 12:39 admin