Chapter 351 Defeat

• A picture popped up on the screen of the cell phone. It was Amelia. She was dressed in hospital robes and propped listlessly against some white pillows. There was a sickly pallor to her skin, and her eyes had glazed over.
• Despite her feeble state, she turned toward the camera and forced a smile.
• Her tone was mellow when she spoke. “Hi, Oscar. It has been a while. Are you doing all right? I must look pathetic now. To be honest, I feel quite conflicted that you've come to Beshya to see me. I'm glad that you still care for me, but at the same time, I'm worried that you are propelled by resentment for how I deprived you of a relationship with Tony.”