Livia had already heard from the nurses that Richard would wake up soon.

She planned to cry and beg for mercy when he woke up, using their son as emotional leverage to soften his heart.

So at this moment, Livia sat by the hospital bed, tears streaming down her face, softly sobbing.

She looked pitiful—the perfect image of a helpless woman.

But when Susan walked in and saw her still sitting there, any shred of rationality she had regained ...