Even though I had anticipated such ridicule, my heart still tightened at their words. I knew Gerald didn't care about me, but I hadn't expected even his colleagues to treat me this way.
Thankfully, Alma, who had just regained consciousness, hadn't heard their mocking remarks. Through the crowd, she shouted to Gerald that I was pregnant and begged him to save me and my child.
I turned to look at Alma, tears welling up in my eyes. Even though she herself was at risk of losing her child, she chose to give up her own rescue opportunity for me.
In my previous life, Gerald's delay in initiating rescue caused Alma to perish alongside me in the fiery inferno. The guilt of it weighed heavily on my heart.
I pressed on with treating Alma's injuries and deliberately informed the paramedics of her identity, hoping they would allocate some rescue resources to her, out of respect for the Barren Family.
But all I got in return was scornful laughter, "Eleanor, impressive! You are roping in so many people to act for you, even bringing in the heiress of the Barren Family. Must've cost you a fortune!"