The Young Wife is Pregnant: Pampered and Teased by Young Master Marshall

[James Marshall is awake.]

After seeing those words, Sarah York sat up right away.

She rubbed her eyes and reread the message on her phone. It still read, [James Marshall is awake].

No, it was impossible.

She had yet to master the Nine Meridians and Eight Vessels method.

As her organs were injured, she could only improve her physique bit by bit every day.

However, she was about half a month away from mastering it.

Even if she wanted to use the method right then, she could not wake James Marshall up with it.

Sarah sent a text that read, [Impossible].

Soon after Sarah York sent that text, John Lou replied almost instantly. [Someone snuck into Young Master Marshall’s room and now he’s hurt. Miss Sarah, do you want to come over and take a look at Young Master Marshall?]

[Since James is hurt, you should call a doctor.] Sarah York replied nonchalantly. Based on what John Lou was saying, James probably suffered some form of physical trauma; it was probably better to get a doctor rather than her.

She did promise to go over the day after, which was a Saturday. Moreover, it was late, and she would not make it past the entrance of the villa area even if she went there by cab.

Even though the security in the mid-hill villa area was great and there were streetlights in the area, she did not want to walk alone in the dark.

This time, John Lou probably figured she made sense; he stopped replying to her.

Sarah opened up her selfie camera and looked at her own eyes; they were swollen.

She had cried for too long.

How pathetic was she to expect something of the York family when no one treated her as one of them.

So pathetic.

Her own father, mother, and sister—the people she thought were the closest to her—eventually hurt her.

Sarah gave up on sleeping after rolling around for some time. She looked at her blanket which was drenched in tears and began pulling the cover off.

Otherwise, it would be uncomfortable to sleep under a wet blanket.

All of a sudden, the warden lady’s voice could be heard from downstairs. “Sarah, come downstairs. Someone’s looking for you.”

Sarah continued pulling her blanket cover off, washed it, and dried it right away since there was no one in the dorm over the weekend.

The people who were here to see her were definitely the adamant Molly and Mandy York.

She would never see them again.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she thought about them, and soon after that, tears rolled down her face again.

She used to think that being born but not raised by one’s mother was a phrase used to curse others with.

However, it applied to her perfectly at the moment.

Knock knock knock… There were knocks on her door.

Sarah sniffled and said, “Madam, I don’t want to see them. Tell them to go away.”

Soon after that, her door was unlocked by the warden lady.

The door opened.

A gush of fresh air flowed into the room.

Sarah did not even turn back when she said, “Madam, those aren’t my parents nor my sister, I don’t want to see them.”

“Sarah, there’s a Mr. Lou who’s here to see you. He said that you know him, look…”

Sarah froze and turned around in disbelief. She looked past the warden lady and glanced downstairs; it was indeed John Lou. If this was not the female dorm, she was sure that John Lou would have gone upstairs right away.

The warden lady was this passionate about it because of John Lou himself.

“Sorry, I’m not in the mood. I don’t want to go anywhere. Mr. Lou, please leave.” She really did not feel like going anywhere at all.

She did not want to bother whether James Marshall was dead or alive.

However, just as she turned back, John Lou said, “Miss York, Young Master is hurt, and he keeps mentioning your name in his coma. Do you think you could…”

Sarah York was shocked. How could James Marshall, who was in a coma, know her name? “He was mentioning my name in his coma?”