Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 215

Half of Queena's face was swollen, her expression contorted, making her look grotesque.

She shrieked at Teresa, "What right do you have to hit me? You're the bitch who broke up my parents! Letting you raise me was a favor to you, Teresa! Don't be so ungrateful!"

Teresa had never witnessed the true shamelessness of George and Queena. Trembling with rage, she lost all her high-society composure and lunged at Queena.

Queena fought back, grabbing a fistful of Teresa's hair and pulling hard, making Teresa scream in pain.

Seeing this, Jeffrey rushed forward to stop them, but as a man, he couldn't easily get between them. He had to order the household staff to separate them.

But the staff answered to Teresa, so they naturally took her side.

In the scuffle, someone shoved too hard, and Queena was pushed down the stairs.

Queena let out a piercing scream as she and her suitcase tumbled down the steps.

"Ah! Blood! I'm bleeding! An ambulance, call an ambulance!" After tumbling down, Queena's head hit the wall, gashing her forehead. Blood streamed down her face.

Her face covered in blood, Queena turned deathly pale and screamed hysterically. This was far more real than her fake suicide attempts.

But there was only one mistress of the house. The staff all looked to Teresa for cues and dared not speak up for Queena.

In the end, it was Jeffrey who called for an ambulance, fearing she might bleed to death and they'd have a fatality on their hands.

Queena was taken to the hospital by ambulance, but Teresa forbade anyone in the family from having anything to do with her. Left with no choice, Jeffrey called Oscar and asked him to go to the hospital.

From that day on, all traces of Queena were erased from the house.

It was unclear whether the shock of Queena's parentage was too much for Teresa or if she suddenly developed a conscience and decided to be a mother.

Teresa seemed to have a complete personality change. She started hovering around Yvonne constantly, making her breakfast by hand in the morning, personally warming milk for her at night, and banning all seafood from the dining table, down to the last shrimp.

Teresa bought Yvonne all sorts of dresses, bags, shoes, and so much jewelry that her room was overflowing. It was driving Yvonne crazy.

Belated affection is cheaper than dirt, and belated motherly love was no different.

To get away from Teresa, Yvonne went to stay with Sandra.