Chapter 73 : The Medicine
Allison didn't stop her, and neither did Jareth. Only Ronan, burning with anger, moved the wheelchair towards Sherrie.
“Sherrie, don’t kneel to her,” Ronan growled, his voice filled with fury.
Sherrie quickly stood up. The moment she saw Ronan, tears spilled from her eyes, as if a dam had burst. “Ronan, I have to kneel. Otherwise, Allison won’t give the medicine back to me.”
Ronan’s eyes narrowed. “What medicine?”
Sherrie sobbed, “The medicine that can cure your leg pain. I made it myself, but Allison…”
Listening to Sherrie’s accusations and then seeing Jareth standing in front of Allison, Ronan understood everything.
His lips trembled with rage as he uttered, “Jareth, you’re really vicious. You won’t even let Allison give me the medicine, so I will suffer more.”
He had thought Allison took the medicine from Sherrie to please him, only to be threatened by Jareth along the way.
Ronan was burning with immense anger. “Allison, don’t be afraid of him. Come beside me, and let’s see if he dares to touch you!”
Allison was at a loss for words. She had always known Ronan was foolish, but she never realized he could be this naive. No wonder Sherrie had him completely under her control.
She cast him a cold glance, and for a moment, the air turned thick with awkward tension.
Ronan’s face flushed as he stared at her. Only then did he realize it had nothing to do with Jareth at all. Allison simply did not want anything to do with him.
Seeing the pain and disappointment on Ronan’s face, Allison found it oddly amusing.
Had they lived a past life as goldfish, with memories that lasted only seven seconds?
Every time she showed even the slightest dissatisfaction, they thought she was being unreasonable and ungrateful. As if they were the ones being wronged.
Allison decided to remind him. “Ronan, when you deliberately left the cigarette in my room, you knew what consequences that would bring, didn’t you?”
Ronan was shocked. That day, he had acted on impulse, driven by anger, trying to set Allison up.
If Nigel found the cigarette, he would definitely think Allison was misbehaving and trying to seduce Ronan.
That way, Nigel would punish her.
But after throwing it away, he regretted it.
He didn't even know why he had done it. He was supposed to marry Sherrie, so why did Allison keep disturbing his thoughts? Like any man, his pride couldn’t tolerate Allison valuing Jareth more than him.
When nothing happened, Ronan assumed the matter was settled.
But then Allison continued, “I’ve already returned that cigarette to Sherrie.”
Ronan’s face burned with embarrassment, as if he had been exposed in a scandal. He couldn't bring himself to look at Sherrie.
Sherrie, on the other hand, seemed to realize something immediately. “So the cigarette I found in my clothes that day was really left there by you!”
Allison smiled in silent mockery.
Ronan was utterly confused.
What were they talking about?
Sherrie’s eyes filled with tears, and when she opened her mouth, her voice was filled with grievance. “Ronan, she caused all of this. She put your cigarette in my clothes, and that’s why Nigel scolded me…”
A moment later, Ronan finally understood. Shocked, he looked at Allison, and disbelief was written all over his face. “So it was you who set this up, just to force Nigel to push me into marriage?”
Allison’s tone turned sharp. “You and Sherrie are in love, and you’re determined to marry her. How is that forcing a marriage? Have you never actually thought about marrying her?”
Sherrie looked at Ronan anxiously, but he suddenly averted his eyes. “Allison, stop trying to sow discord!”
Seeing the contempt on Allison’s face, Ronan clenched the armrests of his wheelchair so hard they nearly cracked.
He had thought Allison still cared about him. But to his dismay, she had schemed against him, pushing him to another woman.
Had she really despised him that much?
His hand slowly loosened, and with a weary sigh, he accepted the truth. “Even if you hadn’t pushed me, I would have married Sherrie. Did you really think I needed you to interfere?”
But he was not willing to let it end there. He turned to defend Sherrie. “I won’t hold this against you, but you need to return what you took from Sherrie!”
Allison raised an eyebrow. “What did I take from her?”
Sherrie answered, “The medicine I made to treat Ronan’s leg injury.”
Sherrie wasn't entirely sure whether Allison had it, but she knew Allison could make it. There were no cameras in this hallway. Who would know if Allison was falsely accused? If Allison couldn't hand it over, she would simply have to make it again. Once that happened, it would become the perfect cure for Ronan’s injury.
By then, Ronan would only remember that Sherrie had begged for the medicine, while Allison would be the one making him suffer.
Ronan glared at Allison, his voice cold. “Give it back to her.”
Sherrie would not lie. If she said Allison took it, then Allison must have taken it.
Allison sneered at Sherrie. “You’re saying you made the medicine for leg injuries?”
Sherrie nodded earnestly. “It’s a family recipe passed down in the Rogers family. It’s not your exclusive property. You’re not the only one allowed to make it.”
The more she tried to stress her point, the more insecure she appeared. How afraid was Sherrie that I could do it better than she could?
Allison’s eyes narrowed with amusement as she smiled lightly. “If you have time to argue with me here, why don’t you go back and make a new batch for him? Otherwise, he’ll be in pain.”
Jareth let out a soft chuckle. Seeing that the drama was over, he prepared to leave.
Seeing this, Allison was about to follow Jareth when an idea crossed her mind. She turned back and raised an eyebrow at Sherrie with a hint of mischief in her smile. “By the way, that medicine isn’t called ‘leg injury medicine.’ It’s called ‘Beloved,’ and I developed it myself, not you!”
With a mocking laugh, she turned around and caught up with Jareth.
Ronan stood there with his eyes fixed on Allison’s retreating figure.
“Beloved…” His expression turned bleak, as if a long-buried memory had been awakened.
Allison followed Jareth back to the hospital room.