Chapter 27: Dangerous Accusations–2
After her wounds were treated and she received a painkiller injection, her cries of agony finally subsided. I approached her ward quietly, hesitating at the door when I heard her speaking to Connor.
“Con, my arm is in a cast, I can’t feed myself. Can you feed me, please?” Her voice was coquettish, almost childlike.
I stopped, uncertain whether I should enter. Part of me wanted to turn around and leave, to avoid another confrontation with Vanessa.
“I’ll call a nurse for you,” Connor replied, his tone calm but gentle.
“No, I want you to feed me,” Vanessa whined insistently. “Why won’t you?”
I remained frozen outside the door, feeling like an intruder on their private
conversation.
“Be good, you’re not a child anymore,” Connor said patiently but firmly. “And besides, I already have a fiancée. I’m about to get engaged to Livvy. We should maintain some
boundaries.”
My heart stirred gently at his words. I hadn’t expected Connor to draw such a clear line out of respect for me, especially when Vanessa was injured and vulnerable.
“Even siblings have to avoid suspicion?” Vanessa’s tone abruptly sharpened, rising several octaves with undisguised resentment. “Con, so Olivia Winters is such a petty woman? She hurt me and yet you care more about her feelings than mine?”
I turned away silently, ready to leave. I didn’t have the shamelessness to force myself into a situation where I was clearly unwanted. If Vanessa despised me so much, there
was no point in staying.
Just then, a nurse carrying an IV bag approached, politely asking me to step aside so she could enter the room. The movement caught Connor’s attention, and both he and
Vanessa turned to see me standing in the doorway.
With a soft sigh, I followed the nurse inside.
“What are you doing here?” Vanessa spat, her eyes flashing with undisguised
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Almost simultaneously, Connor’s gentle voice sounded, “Livvy, you’re here.”
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The nurse busied herself with Vanessa’s IV while I stood awkwardly near the foot of the bed. Vanessa glared at me with venom, as if stabbing me with invisible daggers.
I met her gaze unflinchingly, my voice frosty and sharp when I finally spoke.
“Are you telling people I made that horse bolt and hurt you?”
(Vanessa’s POV)
I hadn’t expected this. I thought Olivia would panic after the accident, maybe even plead for forgiveness. Her composed confrontation caught me slightly off guard–but only for a moment.
Slipping back into my performance, I turned away from her and looked at Connor with tear–filled eyes. I made my voice tremble pitifully.
“Con, I know I left a bad impression the first time we met. So today at the stables, I wanted to get closer to Olivia, since she’s my future sister–in–law. That’s why I asked
her to teach me to ride.”
I let fresh tears spill down my cheeks, enjoying the way they enhanced my vulnerable
appearance.
“I didn’t expect she hated me so much. When I wasn’t looking, she suddenly kicked
the horse hard, making it run wild. I was terrified.”
I choked back a sob, making sure my voice broke at just the right moment.
“Olivia, I can understand if you dislike me, but why would you try to hurt me like that?”
Having delivered my accusation, I furtively glanced at Connor’s expression, hoping to see anger directed at Olivia. But Connor only frowned slightly, his face frustratingly
unreadable.
“Livvy, what exactly happened this afternoon at the stables?” he asked, his tone still
gentle.
Hidden under the blanket, my uninjured hand clenched into a tight fist. Jealousy scorched through my heart like wildfire.
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How could he not side with me immediately? In the past, anyone who bullied me faced his ruthless protection: expulsion from territories, physical confrontations, even permanent injuries for a stalker who harassed me.
Now, supposedly “hurt by Olivia,” lying here with a fractured tailbone and arm in a cast, he still doesn’t blame Olivia first, but instead calmly asks her side.
The unfairness and envy nearly made me explode; I wished desperately to leap up
and tear Olivia apart with my bare hands.
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