After noticing his bad mental state, I quickly realized that there must be a more severe problem with Ethan.
Then, I stopped Daisy and sent him to the hospital.
Later, Ethan was diagnosed with depression.
With treatment in the hospital, he gradually recovered and successfully took the high school entrance examination.
But what I didn't expect was that Daisy would blame me for Ethan's future mediocrity.
Several years later, he failed the college entrance examination and was repeatedly rejected from job applications.
Daisy would add fuel to the fire whenever he failed. "If you hadn't listened to your Amber and gone to that damn hospital for treatment, you would have earned a million dollars a year receiving my education."
After she repeated it a thousand times, Ethan actually began to believe it.
He asked my mother, Peyton Wilson, to cook for me every day and then secretly put drugs in the meals.
I ate it heartfully but ended up going insane.
Daisy was very happy after she knew that Ethan did those to me.
She forced Peyton to make a choice: whether she sent her own daughter to a mental hospital or put her own grandson to prison.