"Take a left out the door. There's a hospital three kilometers away."
Victor Donovan froze, his expression darkening. "What do you mean by that? Are you cursing me to get sick?"
Arabella Donovan rolled her eyes, unable to take it anymore. "I'm saying that hospital is famous for its neurology department. If someone's brain isn't working right, they should get it treated. Don't be in denial. It'll be too late once things get worse."
"You… you dare say I'm crazy? You ill-mannered brat! Is this how your family raised you?"
Arabella's expression changed. She didn't mind being insulted, but bringing her family into it? This guy had just crossed a line.
"It seems some people aren't just in denial, they also love to shut others up while deluding themselves. Oh well. There's no point arguing with an idiot. I might catch what he has."
