But Caroline blocked her path, a wicked glint in her eyes. “Oh, so that’s your new trick, huh? Trying to make Dominic feel sorry for you again? Not this time. I’ll make sure he despises you completely, so he’ll love me even more.”
Before Hazel could react, Caroline snatched a vase off the table and smashed it over Hazel’s head.
Blood poured down her forehead, blurring her vision.
Just then, the door burst open, and Dominic rushed in, drawn by the commotion.
Caroline immediately ran into his arms, tears brimming in her eyes. “Dominic, please help me. Hazel hit herself with the vase to frame me! You know I wouldn’t hurt a fly. How could I possibly do something so cruel? I didn’t do anything; you have to believe me.”
Dominic’s expression softened with pity. He pulled her into his arms protectively and murmured, “Silly girl. If I don’t believe you, who would I believe?”
Then his gaze hardened as he turned toward Hazel. “Caroline came here to check on you out of kindness, and this is how you repay her? I’m beyond disappointed. Apologize to her right now.”
Hazel stared at him in disbelief. “After everything we’ve been through, you’d rather believe her than me?”