Chapter 70: Unfinished Business
I realized Farah’s condition was worsening. She opened her mouth wide, her breathing began to falter. She looked at Kenn with a gaze that was both pleading and terrified. Meanwhile, her followers could only stand frozen with horrified and tense expressions.
“Kenn, stop!” I shouted. I felt that Farah would soon lose her life from lack of breath.
I staggered as I walked toward Kenn. Even though the joints throughout my body ached, the corner of my lips stung, my wrist hurt, and the palm of my right hand felt extremely excruciating, I still forced my legs to move. I ignored the spreading pain even as blood continued to flow from my palm.
I pulled Kenn’s arm with my left hand. “Let her go, idiot! You could kill her!”
“She does not deserve to live if her only job is bullying other people,” Kenn said while glaring sharply at Farah.
“If you kill her, that means you are no different from her!” I shouted. This guy was truly stubborn. “Kenn, let her go!”
“Why are you defending her? Did you forget how cruelly she tortured you earlier?” Kenn asked without taking his eyes off her.
“I am the victim here, and only I have the right to settle the score with her. Kenn!”
Realizing that arguing with him would only be pointless, I finally used my injured right hand to help pull Kenn’s arm.
“Ah!” I screamed as pain and stinging combined in the palm of my right hand.
Kenn suddenly turned toward me and immediately released his hand from Farah’s neck. “Are you okay?”
I slowly shook my head. “I’m fine,” I answered briefly, trying to hide the stinging pain spreading through me.
Kenn pulled my hand. When he saw the wound on my palm, Farah took the opportunity to inhale as much air as possible.
“We’re going to the infirmary now,” he said while dragging me along.
“I already told you, I’m fine,” I protested. I remained standing where I was, refusing to move even an inch.
“How can you be fine? Your hand is injured.”
“I don’t care.”
I shifted my gaze and saw Farah and her followers running fast away from us.
Damn it!
“Farah! Don’t run away, bastard!” I shouted in fury.
I tried to chase after them, but Kenn would not let me go. Instead, he tightened his grip on my hand even more, completely locking my movement.
I turned around and vented my anger at him. “Look. Because of you, they ran away. Because of you, I couldn’t retaliate against Farah. Because of you too, I lost the chance to repay everything she did. Are you satisfied now?”
“You can get back at her later. Right now, the most important thing is treating your wound,” Kenn replied calmly.
I snorted in annoyance. I had been shouting with emotion all this time, while he only responded in such a flat tone.
“I don’t want to!” I pushed Kenn with all my strength.
Kenn fell silent. His lips pressed tightly together, then he pulled my hand again. This time he walked faster, making it difficult for me to keep up with his long strides.
Around us, male and female students began to appear. It seemed recess had begun. In the midst of my irritation, an idea suddenly crossed my mind.
“Kenn, I can walk on my own. I promise I won’t run away,” I said, trying to negotiate.
“I don’t believe you,” he replied briefly without turning around.
Damn it! He was really unaffected by my words.
“Ahk, Kenn! It hurts! You’re pulling my hand too tight.” Kenn stopped and turned to look at me while raising one eyebrow. “That guy grabbed my hand too hard earlier. Now my wrist really hurts.”
I was not completely lying. My wrist was indeed starting to bruise, although the pain was not comparable to the wound on my palm.
Kenn’s body seemed to tense when he realized his mistake. Slowly, his grip loosened and then released my hand. Inwardly, I smiled in victory.
Taking advantage of Kenn’s lapse, I immediately ran away from him. I did not want to lose the chance to get back at Farah. When Kenn realized that my complaint had merely been a ruse, I briefly heard him curse at me in annoyance.
I held back my laughter.
Sorry, Kenn.
I have to settle my own business.
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