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Chapter 7 At the hospital after the examination, I discovered just how many wounds Reika had on her body. Large and small bruises covered her entire body, some injuries had even become infected. After the examination, she lay quietly on the hospital bed, and the sight broke my heart. My eyes were red-rimmed as I turned away and quietly wept. Reika hugged me from behind. "Don't cry anymore. I'm fine." I wiped away my tears and replied stubbornly. "I'm not crying.

The stupid things you did aren't worth my tears." She rested her forehead against my shoulder: "Pretty stupid indeed." I turned around and faced her directly. "Are you an idiot? Why did you just take it when they bullied you? Don't you know how to fight back?" "Every time someone hurt me before, you always scolded me for not fighting back. So why didn't you fight back? Why did you let them bully you?" As I spoke, I couldn't hold back the tears anymore - they fell in big drops. "If I hadn't come today, would you be dead?" She hugged me tightly without saying anything.

"I will definitely make them pay!" "Sayaka..." Looking at her forced smile, I felt frustrated. Just as she was about to speak, I interrupted her. "Don't you dare speak up for them! I will never forgive them for what they did!" "Are you sick? Did they beat your brains out?" Her mouth opened and closed, but in the end she said nothing. Furious with her, I left the hospital room directly. As soon as I stepped out, I saw Ethan Mitchell lurking around the hallway. I had specifically told the nurses not to tell anyone Reika's room number. Yet here he was, searching room by room.

Chapter 7 The moment Ethan saw me, he immediately ran over. He was carrying a bouquet of tulips. He made a move toward the hospital room, but I blocked him. I dragged him directly to the stairwell "Please, let me go in and see Reika just once." I looked at him coldly. "What right do you have to see her? Get lost." Ethan was speechless, then his tone turned forceful. "I'm her fiancé The moment those words left his mouth, I grabbed him by the throat and pressed him against the wall. "Isn't Asuka your fiancée? Believe me, I really will kill you." Ethan's face turned red, unable to say a word.

After I released him, he leaned against the wall gasping for air. He collapsed weakly against the wall. "I know what terrible things I did. I regret it deeply now." My tone was ice cold: "How much is your regret worth?" Hearing this, he paused, then continued: "I really know I was wrong. I'm a bastard. I failed her." "It was all Asuka who seduced me. What I said that time was just angry words - how could I possibly want Reika to die?" Ethan covered his face and wept. "I'm begging you, let me see her just once.

I'll apologize to her and then leave." "If that won't work, just let me stand outside. Let me see her from outside - that's enough." "Look, I brought flowers. I went to the flower shop specially tonight to buy these as an apology." He picked up the bouquet of tulips, offering them to me ingratiatingly. I glanced at the bouquet indifferently: "She doesn't like tulips." Ethan froze in place, then quickly added: "Then what flowers does she like? I'll go buy them right now. Just let me see her once." I knocked the bouquet from his hands, petals scattering at our feet.

Chapter 7 "She's allergic to pollen." I confronted him: "Did you ever really love her?" Ethan's lips trembled, unable to say a word. As I turned to leave, he spoke again. "Will you spare the Mitchell family?" I laughed coldly - so this was his real purpose. "No." My expression was ice cold: "I'll even send you A BIG GIFT." (0) (0) Cedella Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter.

With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes. Cedella's storytelling style is immersive and addictive-perfect for fans of heated romances and heart-pounding twists.