I glanced at Chelsea, lying on the bed, my expression indifferent. "Aunt Miriam, I’m also heartbroken over what happened to Chelsea. But since it’s already happened, we have to accept the reality."
"Face reality? What reality are you talking about?" Zeke roared, his voice like thunder. "Do you think my sister is tainted? So, do you want to break off the engagement because of that? Is that it?"
His eyes burned with such fierce hatred that I thought he might swallow me whole.
Miriam looked at me with anger in her eyes. When she saw me nod, she couldn’t hold back any longer. She lunged at me, her hands reaching for my face.
I instinctively tried to dodge, but with Zeke choking me, I couldn’t move.
Then, Miriam went wild, scratching at my face.
My cheeks burned, but the agony I felt inside was far more intense.
When she saw my face covered in blood, she finally stopped.
A nurse came in, horrified.
Upon seeing me, she nervously asked, "Do you want me to call the police?"
Zeke scoffed coldly. "Bastard, you want to call the police?"
I looked at the nurse and gently shook my head.
“But you’re bleeding so much…” the nurse murmured.
“Mind your own damn business!” Zeke barked, scaring her off.