Over at the Mercer family mansion.
Martin had originally gone to the office, but the moment a maid called to say Sabrina was feeling unwell, he rushed back home.
In his heart, the company was important, but his wife was equally so.
Sabrina hadn't gone to the hospital. Instead, she lay in her bed at home, groaning softly. Hearing Martin enter the room, she purposely quieted down a bit. However, this only made Martin think she was in even more agony, and he hurried over to comfort her.
"Honey, let me take you back to the hospital, okay?"
Lying against the pillows with a frail expression, Sabrina grasped Martin's hand. "I don't want to go to the hospital. Please, I don't want to go, Martin. I'm just so tired. I just want to lie here and rest for a while."
Going to the hospital was worse than resting at home—at least here, she might be able to dodge another day of her live-streamed apology.
After visiting Sebastian's mansion today and learning about Lillian's dowry and bridal gifts, Sabrina had been tossing and turning in sheer misery.
Whenever she closed her eyes and thought about Lillian receiving millions of dollars in cash for a bridal gift, it made her physically sick.
Moreover, there was no telling how much the Blake family's shares and properties were actually worth.
Meanwhile, her own daughter was about to marry into the Blake family—marrying Sebastian, no less—and she was getting absolutely nothing.
The contrast was too stark.
Sabrina felt she simply couldn't accept such a massive disparity.
She absolutely refused to!
Why did Lillian get to have everything while her daughter got nothing?
They kept telling her and Bella to endure it and focus on the future.

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