Long-Lost Daughter Vs. Unborn 'Heir Novel

Chapter 6 I Want Her... in Jail It had only been two years. Just two years since Ryan met Chloe, and he had already pushed me aside like I didn't matter. That woman had nearly killed me. And he still took her side. His heart was already gone. All he saw now was Chloe. There was no room left for his sister. "I'll... I'll call the police. I want... to call... the police!" My whole body trembled with rage. I forced out the words one syllable at a time, breath hissing through my wounded lips. "Just rest," Ryan said, frowning. His voice was filled with disapproval.

But I didn't care what he thought. I needed justice. "Police! I want her... in jail!" I repeated it again and again, filled with hatred. Chloe burst out laughing. She walked up to the bed, doubled over in amusement, and pointed at my face with a mocking grin. "You can't even speak properly, and you think you're calling the cops? That's hilarious. "And even if you did, what proof do you have? How do you plan to show I touched you? "Let me help you out. The servants? All gone. Ryan already cleaned up the scene. You say I beat you?

Then where's the evidence?" She leaned in, her voice dripping with fake kindness. "Be smart. I'm about to marry Ryan and become your sister-in-law. If you behave, I might treat you okay. If not... well, you'll regret it." She hadn't even married into the Hartwells yet and was already threatening me like this? I turned my head in disbelief... and saw Ryan silently looking away. He wasn't going to stop her. He had chosen her, completely. I clenched my fists. Just as I was about to demand an explanation, Ryan's phone rang. It was Mom and Dad. "We're still abroad.

Probably won't be back for two more days. Have you been checking on Livia? The weather's changing. She's prone to allergic reactions. If it flares up, she might get a fever. Please make sure she's okay." The moment I heard Mom's voice, I reached out, desperate to speak. 1/2 But Ryan gave me a look, then stood and walked out the door with the phone. Even with the door closed, I could hear him clearly. "She's fine. Don't worry. I've been watching over her. No problems at all. "She's actually doing great. No issues. "She's asleep right now. I'll tell her to call you later." He was lying.

He said it so smoothly, so casually, like it meant nothing. No wonder Chloe acted so fearless. Ryan had her back in everything. He would lie to our parents, ignore what I'd gone through, just to protect her. When he came back into the room, I stared at him with nothing but pure hate. That was when the attending doctor came in with a folder in his hand. He assumed Ryan and Chloe were family. Holding the test results, he started explaining. "The injuries are very serious. Multiple rib fractures. All four limbs broken. Deep cuts to the face. Her lips appear to have been intentionally removed.

If she had arrived just a few hours later, we wouldn't have been able to save her." He paused, then looked at them and said, "If this was a targeted attack, it's a criminal offense. You should file a report. Most private homes and buildings have surveillance these days. It might be possible to find some footage." The moment he finished, Chloe turned pale. She backed away quickly and hid behind Ryan. panicked and called out, "She did it! She tried... to kill me! Doctor... help... police..." My words were broken and confused, but the doctor still caught the meaning.

He looked at Chloe, who was still avoiding his eyes. Ryan glared at me and immediately stepped forward, blocking the doctor's view. He gave a dry laugh. "Come on, doctor. You've got it all wrong. There's no attacker." But the doctor didn't look convinced. Ryan sighed and put on a tired, helpless expression. "To be honest, my sister's had a mental condition since she was a kid. A high fever caused damage to her brain. It's been a struggle ever since. "She wandered into the tool room when no one was home and accidentally hurt herself with something sharp. She's confused right now.

Talking nonsense. "She's my only sister. If anyone had really hurt her, do you think I'd just let it go?"