Seeing his president look very worriedly at Layla who was on the lawn, Andre walked over, drank a glass of red wine and said, "President, I have a world-class medical team with me. Perhaps, there's still hope for her legs."

Darren nodded somewhat excitedly and immediately went to tell Layla the news.

In Darren's opinion, Layla's current low spirits were all because she had lost feeling in her legs and couldn't move.

As long as her legs were cured, he believed that his daughter would definitely be as dazzling as before.

Layla clasped Dad's hand, hope rising within her.

Under Andre's urging, the medical team quickly arrived in C City.

Layla sat quietly in her wheelchair. The doctors were currently doing a comprehensive examination of both her legs.

"The appearance of the legs is normal."

"The muscles in the legs are normal."

"The bones in the legs are normal."

"The nerve reflexes in the legs are normal."

The medical team spent nearly two hours doing a series of tests and experiments on Layla's legs.

However, the final conclusion was that the function of both of the patient's legs was normal. They were also helpless with regard to the patient's illness—a complete lack of sensation.

For the past two hours, Layla had cooperated fully with the medical team's examination because she still had a glimmer of hope that she could be cured inwardly.

But now… The reality was so cruel!

Layla pretended to calm herself as she pushed her wheelchair back into her room. When Susan tried to reach out to help her, Layla stopped her.

The calmer Layla acted in front of everyone, the more worried Susan became.

When the door to her room closed, Layla couldn't help but cry bitterly.

She covered her mouth, not wanting to create too much noise as it would make her family worry. Her shoulders trembled uncontrollably from her crying.

At the thought that none of the top medical teams in the world could cure her legs and that there was a good chance she would never be able to run or exercise on the tennis court again, Layla's heart filled with despair.

If she could not do sports again in the future, then what difference was there from killing her?!

Right at this moment, Layla's phone rang. She opened it to see that it was a message from Facebook. There were three videos sent by Jennifer.

In the video, her former teammates worked together flawlessly on the court and won this competition.

The next video was a highlight of Jennifer and Sean's tennis doubles match.

And in the last video, Jennifer and Sean achieved victory in their doubles. The two of them embraced excitedly and French-kissed on the spot.

After watching the video, Layla couldn't help but clench her fists tightly. Her entire body was trembling with anger.

Layla no longer wanted to see that ugly, gloating face of Jennifer's in the video. She immediately threw her phone out!

After the anger, there was immense pain and sadness.

Actually, this video was not the biggest blow to Layla. What made her despair the most was that her legs could not be cured anymore!

This meant that she could no longer stand up or play sports ever again!

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, Layla caught sight of a fruit knife on the table. This was what she used to cut chicken meat with when she ate her fitness meals previously.

She stared fixedly at the fruit knife, her gaze growing more resolute.

Layla picked up the fruit knife and plunged it down into her aorta fiercely.

Just as that fruit knife was about to cut through Layla's delicate and smooth skin, green flames appeared out of nowhere and swept that fruit knife away!

"Hmph, stupid woman! Don't forget that you're my prey! There's no way I'll let you commit suicide!"

"I definitely will not let you die so easily. I'll only make you wish you were dead!" the evil spirit spat viciously.

As soon as it finished speaking, the evil spirit's green flames transformed into a huge palm that swooped towards Layla.

Layla couldn't dodge in time and tried to use her arm to block it, but she was directly thrown to the ground by this force. The moment the green flames touched her skin, Layla screamed out in pain.

Before Layla could do anything to resist, the green palm grabbed her hair in one move and yanked her down from the wheelchair.

Just like that, the evil spirit dragged Layla to the living room by her hair like it was dragging trash.

This was the evil spirit's punishment for her attempt to commit suicide!

Layla knew that the only person who could save her now was that hateful Andre!