Chapter 95 Playing the Good Wife

Liora's POV A powerful grip yanked me to the curb, and pain shot through me. I sat there, numb, not even looking at the car that had just barreled at me. All I could hear was Julia's voice. Was it true? Or was she lying? But would she even bother lying at this point? Was she just getting back at me, trying to make me miserable? "Are you okay?" I didn't look up at the person who'd just pulled me out of the way. Julia's words were still crashing around in my skull. My thoughts blurred, and all I could get out was a flat, "Thank you." "Are you sure you're okay? Do you need to go to the clinic?" I shook my head, half-there. "Don't worry. I'm fine, really." With that, I left. I needed to get to the clinic to check on Dad. By the time I arrived with my fists clenched, Dad was in treatment and Susan was with him. She wiped at her eyes when she saw me, and I pretended not to notice as I hugged her. Susan sobbed in my arms. "They can't cure Jake. The pain wears him down, and every trea