Long-Lost Daughter Vs. Unborn 'Heir Novel

Chapter 5 My Heart Went Cold "She actually dared to pretend she was the Hartwell heiress. She even said she'd tell your parents to punish me. I was just so pissed off by her threats... I couldn't help it. "And she called herself your sister. Can you imagine what would happen if she started spreading lies in public? I was just trying to help you keep things clean, Ryan." Ryan's face grew darker by the second. Chloe's friends rushed to jump in. "Yeah, Chloe was thinking about you. She only lost it because she cares." "That girl was spouting nonsense. We all heard her.

No wonder Chloe snapped." "She just loves you too much. She wanted to handle it for you. Please, don't be mad." Ryan's face twisted with fury. He finally shouted through clenched teeth. "She is my sister. She's the daughter of the Hartwell family. "You did this to her. You hurt her like this. If my parents saw what you've done, none of you would walk out of here alive." The moment I heard that, I broke down. But my lips were torn apart. All I could do was choke out rough, bloody sobs. I had thought I was going to die tonight, under Chloe's hands. But Ryan had come.

After all that, he still came for me. I should've known. He promised he'd never leave me behind. "She's not... she's not the side chick?" Chloe stammered. Her voice cracked. She looked at me like she was seeing a ghost. Her friends went pale like they'd seen one too. Ryan rushed to my side. His eyes swept over my mangled body, my blood-covered skin. He stood frozen, like he didn't know what part of me he could even touch. Then he turned and roared, "What are you waiting for? Call an ambulance!" The moment I knew I was safe, my body gave out. I passed out in peace.

When I opened my eyes again, I was in the hospital. The injuries were too serious. I'd undergone several emergency surgeries, including one to reconstruct my lips. Now my whole body was wrapped in gauze. My mouth was numb and stiff. I couldn't speak. I couldn't move. Chloe was standing beside the bed, her face pale. When she saw me awake, she bit her lip and lowered her eyes. 1/2 "I'm sorry, Livia. I lost my temper. I shouldn't have hurt you." Then she quickly looked up and added, "But I really didn't know you were Ryan's sister. You never said anything. It wasn't really my fault, right?

"Ryan already yelled at me. I know I was wrong. "This is the first time we're officially meeting. I'm your future sister-in-law, so let's try to get along. Let's not bring up what happened that night, okay?" The words were there. But the face behind them told the truth. Chloe didn't feel guilty at all. She was just saying what she had to say. That expression, full of hurt pride and fake sweetness, told me everything. Deep down, she probably still thought I caused her trouble. She probably thought I owed her. I stared straight at her. She had almost killed me.

Even if I survived, these wounds would take months to heal. My lips. My face. My body. And she thought she could fix all that with a few pretty words? Where did she get that kind of nerve? Maybe she saw it in my eyes. Because Ryan stepped in immediately. He sat down beside the bed and gently patted the blanket over me. "I know you've suffered, Livia. But Chloe really is sorry. Let's not make this harder than it has to be. "Chloe's been with me for two years. I know what kind of person she is. What happened to you was a misunderstanding. She didn't mean for things to get so bad.

"We're all family now. It's better to keep the peace. "You're hurt. Holding onto anger won't help you recover. Just listen to me. Focus on healing first." His voice was soft, and his eyes were full of worry. But my heart went cold. Like someone had poured ice water into my chest and it froze everything solid. This was the same boy who once sat by my bed all night when I had a fever. The same boy who promised to protect me forever. Who swore I'd be the happiest princess in the world.