Chapter 1194

Tamara shook Lily violently, her nails digging into Lily's shoulders. Amidst the ruckus, Lily bumped into the pot. It tipped over the stove, spilling hot soup everywhere. "Lily!" Maryanne had been caught off guard by Tamara's sudden movements. Snapping back to her senses, she tried to stop Tamara, but no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't pry her away from Lily. She had no choice but to drag them both out of the kitchen together. A wet patch appeared on Lily's back, still steaming from the hot liquid. Yet Lily didn't make a sound, silently enduring Tamara's assault. Panic gripped Maryanne. No matter what she did, Tamara refused to let go of Lily. "Mrs. Fulton!" Terence strode over, grabbing Tamara by the wrist and pulling her away. "You should know whose fault this is! It's not Lily's." As Tamara suddenly released Lily, the force sent her slamming into the table. Her back hit the table again—right where the burn was. The color immediately drained from her face.