Madam Lincoln didn’t believe it and even pulled her left foot back in pain.
“Ah…”
She moved on her own, which caused her bones to ache, and a piercing pain shot up from her ankle.
Madam Lincoln screamed in pain, her facial features twisted together, and her face turned pale.
Marionette quickly stepped forward and gently patted Madam Lincoln’s back.
Then, she frowned and scolded Marie, “Can’t you stop making sarcastic remarks when your mother is injured like this?”
“Mom, please bear with it a little longer. We’ll buy some medicinal alcohol soon!”
“Okay…”
Madam Lincoln was exhausted and weakly collapsed onto the sofa, feeling a bit wronged.
Master Lincoln had been away on a business trip and no one in the family could be relied on.
If it were in the past, she would have definitely thrown a tantrum.
But now, the pain that constantly tortured her left her with no energy to even get angry.
At that moment, Marionette suddenly exclaimed, “Marie, what are you doing?”
“How can you move around when mom’s foot is so badly injured?!”
Madam Lincoln struggled to lift her head.
Marie was already squatting by her foot.
As soon as Marie touched her calf, Madam Lincoln let out a scream.
“Ah!”
“You heartless person, do you want to kill me with pain?”
Ignoring Madam Lincoln’s cries, Marie grabbed her ankle and forcefully twisted it upwards.
There was a “crack” as the dislocated bone was reset.
“Ah, ah, ah…”
Madam Lincoln was in so much pain that she couldn’t even speak, only wailing continuously.
Marionette pointed at Marie angrily and scolded her, “Marie, you’ve gone too far!”
“Even if you have a problem with our mom, you can’t treat her like this!”
“If her foot was more seriously injured, I won’t let you off the hook!”
After speaking, Marionette quickly squatted down and carefully examined Madam Lincoln’s ankle, asking with concern, “Mom, how do you feel? Hold on a little longer…”
Madam Lincoln was originally in too much pain to speak.
But after the pain subsided, she suddenly felt that her left foot, which had been immobilized, could move, and the piercing pain was gone.
“Huh?”
“It doesn’t seem to hurt as much anymore…”
“What?”
Marionette was stunned.
“Mom, maybe you were in so much pain that it felt numb?”
“No, it’s true, it doesn’t hurt anymore!”
Madam Lincoln excitedly put her left foot on the ground, then slowly stood up from the couch, even taking a few small steps.
Then she looked at Marie in amazement.
“What did you just do?”
Marie replied calmly, “Your joint was dislocated, I just put it back in place.”
“But you can’t do any vigorous exercise or running for a week.”
As she spoke, she took a wet wipe from the box on the coffee table, wiped her hands, and then turned and left the living room.
“Marie, don’t pretend, how could you possibly know how to reset a joint?”
Marionette protested at Marie’s back.
“Mom, don’t believe her lies, maybe your foot wasn’t that serious to begin with, and just needed some rest!”
Marionette didn’t believe that Marie had such ability.
How could someone who hadn’t studied medicine know how to reset a joint?
“Maybe that’s it…”
Madam Lincoln, for the first time, didn’t join Marionette in scolding Marie, but instead stared thoughtfully at Marie’s parting figure.
She knew the severity of her foot injury better than anyone.
But after Marie adjusted her bones, her ankle really didn’t hurt anymore.
Marionette looked at Madam Lincoln incredulously, “Mom?” Madam Lincoln withdrew her gaze and said lightly to Marionette, “When you buy the bruise liniment, bring it to my bedroom.”
“I’m sweating, I’ll take a shower first.” “Okay, I know.” Marionette lowered her head unwillingly, with a hint of ferocity in her expression.
But when she raised her head again, she returned to her obedient and well-behaved appearance.
After Madam Lincoln finished her shower, she found that the bruise liniment had been placed on the dressing table.
She walked over to the dressing table and picked up the bruise liniment, then casually put it in the cabinet.
She now had freedom of movement in her left foot and no longer needed to apply the bruise liniment.
Besides, she didn’t like the smell of the bruise liniment at all.
“I didn’t expect the things taught in the juvenile detention center to be quite comprehensive. This girl spent three years in the center and came back with some skills.” Madam Lincoln muttered to herself, and suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the bedroom.
“Madam!” “Come in.” When the housekeeper came in from outside, Madam Lincoln’ face returned to its usual noble and cold arrogance.
“Madam, I’m going to the supermarket. What do you plan to eat tonight?”
The nanny nodded and was about to leave when
Madam Lincoln remembered something and called her back.
“Oh, and get some prawns from the supermarket. We’ll add a braised prawn dish to dinner tonight.”
“Okay.”
The nanny closed the bedroom door and went downstairs.
Madam Lincoln began to absentmindedly apply makeup at her vanity.
“I remember that child used to love braised prawns when she was young. Her taste probably hasn’t changed, right?”
“I hope she’s improved a bit, so we can save some face when we take her out…”
…
The next evening, Marie’s father Henry returned from his business trip.
“Dad, you’re finally back! I missed you so much while you were away!” Marionette immediately began to act spoiled upon seeing Master Lincoln.
“Do you have any gifts for Mom and me this time?”
“I do. They’re in the trunk. Ask Aunt Robinson to get them for you,” Master Lincoln replied, his mood not quite right as he paid little attention to Marionette’s antics.
“Dad, is something bothering you?” Marionette immediately noticed Master Lincoln’s mood and asked.
Master Lincoln took off his coat and slumped onto the sofa, exhausted.
“Is everything okay? Where’s your mother?” he asked.
“Welcome back, dear!” Madam Lincoln and Marie came down the stairs one after the other.
Earlier, Madam Lincoln had called Marie to the bedroom and repeatedly reminded her of things to pay attention to after school started.
She even gave Marie a bank card, which she said would provide her with some living expenses every month.
Marie knew very well that Madam Lincoln was not trying to make up for her past behavior out of kindness, but rather because she realized that Marie still had some use and wanted to be for any future needs.
However, Marie would not refuse the money from Madam Lincoln.
After all, these were what the original owner deserved.
She followed behind Madam Lincoln and scrutinized Henry from head to toe.
The original owner had a good impression of Master Lincoln.
Although Master Lincoln did not like Marie either, he did not feel that Marie had embarrassed him like Madam Lincoln did.
He was just disappointed that Marie was not studying hard enough.
But in Marie’s eyes, the two were equally bad.
Their attitude towards the original owner was just a case of the pot calling the kettle black.
Master Lincoln looked up and saw Marie behind Madam Lincoln.
“Marie?”