Darin didn't want her. Max didn't want her. It was all because of that bitch, Felicia. If she was sick and dying, then she should just go ahead and drop dead.
"Felicia, you bitch, just go to hell!" Andrea screamed, frantically smashing everything in sight across her bedroom.
Yvonne rushed into the room and recoiled in shock. "Andrea, stop! Someone quickly hold her back!" she ordered the staff.
A maid stepped forward, grabbing Andrea's arm to keep her from throwing anything else.
"Get away from me!" Andrea shrieked.
Yvonne hurried over and gently pried a heavy glass vase from her daughter's trembling hands. "Andrea, you need to calm down." Seeing her daughter in such agonizing pain made Yvonne feel as if her own heart was shattering. "It's going to be okay, sweetie," she whispered, reaching out to cup Andrea's tear-stained face.
Andrea suddenly broke down into uncontrollable sobs. "Mom, why would Darin do this to me?" she cried hysterically. "Why?"
Yvonne immediately pulled her daughter into a tight embrace, rubbing her back and murmuring soothing words to comfort her.
Meanwhile, inside the bedroom at the Ross villa, Max stood beside Felicia. His intense gaze remained fixed on her. She sat there in complete silence, her fragile frame looking utterly devoid of life. He curled his fingers slightly into fists, wanting to say something to comfort her, but for the first time in his life, he felt entirely helpless. He simply did not know what to say.

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