Estelle leaned backslightly. “She was the one who crashed into me.
Recountered, “Susan said you suddenly swerved and crashed into her on purpose.”
She tilted her head, gazing at Julian’s cold, indifferent expression. “So, you believe Ms. Lynch?”
Julian was silent for a few seconds. “She had no reason to hit you.”
“And I had a reason to hit her?”
He stared at her, his dark eyes as deep and unreadable as an abyss.
So… did you do it on purpose?”
The ward fell into a suffocating silence.
After an unknown amount of time, his calm, Intoxicating voice broke the silence of the ward. “Get some rest. I’ll find out the truth.”
Extelle watched his retreating figure without a wood.
He didn’t press further, not because he believed her, but because he wanted proof first.
If he had truly trusted her, he wouldn’t have asked that question in the first place.
|Shortly after Julian left, Estelle received a call from:
Zanz
“Essie, you were in a car accident? Are you okay? How bad was it?”
Herbrow lifted slightly. “Zane, how did you find out?–
His voice was low. “It’s already trending online. Exsie, are you really okay?
“I’m fine. I just sustained some minor injuctes. It’s nothing serious. I should be discharged in a day or two. Don’t worry about me.”
“Alright if you need anything, call me.”
Zane wanted to suppress the trending topic, but despise his rising fame, his reclusive nature meant he hadn’t built many connections outside the music world. So when Estelle’s name hit the trending news, there wasn’t mich he could do.
After hanging up, Estelle lay back with her eyes closed, thinking about her next move.
Susan wouldn’t be acting this boldly without being fully prepared. Even the so–called eyewitnesses had probably been ananged in advance.
Now that public opinson was stirring, and Susan had orchestrated everything so carefully–even putting herself in harm’s way–this wasn’t going to be easy to
A dull ache throbbed at Estelle’s temples. With Susan constantly timing up trouble, a clean break with Julian seemed impossible.
pist then, a loud, jarring knuck shattered the quiet.
Before Estelle could teil the visitor to enter, the door was slaved open will.om the slightest courtesy.
Furanus, Zachary stormed in, dragging Susan behind him, her aun still wrapped in bandageş
“You murderer, Estelle!” Zachary pointed at her furiously, his voice full of sage “Last time, Susak almost drowned because at you, and you get away with it. Let’s ser how you tall your wayud of this wow!
Estelle sexpression tumed ice–cold, her voice equally sharp “Get out of my wand
“You’re the one who should get out!” Zaciury sitched the water cup from the bedside table and hunted its contents other stelle, this time, Jules, won’t let you off to easily! You’re a madeirid Get ready fus patson!”
still injured, she wasn’t last enough to dodge. The water splashed across bestace
“How dare you lay a land on Susan! Even if i beat you to death right now, Jules wouldn’t care. He would probably applaud me for it Today, I’m going to teach you a
At that, be stored toward her aggressively.
However, just as lie approached the hospital bed, Estrile suddenly kicked him baid in the stomach.
Chapter 37
Zachary lout his balance and crashed into the nearby table.
The cups on the table tumbled to the floor, shattering into countless pieces.
Susan instinctively reached out to help him, but she couldn’t steady herself with one injured arm and ended up falling along with him
She landed right in the middle of the broken shards.
The ward door suddenly swung open at that moment, and a tall, composed figure stepped inside,
Seeing the scene before him, Julian hesitated mid–step. “What happened here?!
Zachary was on the floor and grimacing in pain. When he saw Jullan, his anger completely ignited.
He scrambled up, pointing accusingly at Estelle. “jules, this supposedly weak and injured woman, who’s in the hospital because of a car accident, just knocked both me and Susan to the ground! If she’s not faking, what then?
”
‘As if licking me wasn’t enough, she even pushed Susan while she was injured! This woman is downright vielous!”
Julian’s gaze flickered. He glanced at Estelle, who remained unscathed, then at Susan, who was sprawled on the floor. Itis brows furrowed ever so slightly, Susan’s hands and legs had been cut by the broken glass, leaving long, thin wounds.
Blood seeped from the wounds, tridding down in a way that was both shioclding and unsettling. Yet, she didn’t cry out in pain. Instead, she bit her lip, her eyes brimming with tears as she struggled to get up
she couldn’t push herself off the ground properly with her injured arm. Each movement only caused more shards to cut into her, deepening the wounds. Julian’s gaze darkened. He stepped forward and lifted Susan into his arms.
Then, he turned to Zachary and said calmly but distantly, “Get someone to clean up the glass. I’ll take Susan for treatment.”
Zachary had been itching to hurl more Insults at Estelle, but she had already shut her eyes, her expression as indifferent as if she were merely a bystander.
He scoffed but still called someone to clean up the mess- not out of concern for Estelle stepping on the shands, but because he knew julian would be back soon to deal with her.
Antour later, Julian and Susan retumed as expected.
Though Susan had been walking just fine carlier, she was now seated in a wheelchair.
Estelle barely spared them a glance before lowering her head, scrolling through her phone as if none of this had anything to do with her.
Julian frowned at her detached demeanor.
н.
“Estelle, don’t you have anything to say?”
Her resporne was simple. “No”
Still pushing the wheelchair, Zachary snapped, “Of couse she has nothing to say! She’s the one who did all this! From Fanning into susar’s car to pushing her down just now —ber quelty iskrystal clear!”
Julian studied Estelle, “is tut
She didn’t even look up. “Whatever you say ”
It was dear to anyone that she was ju
Susan’s eyes welled up withs in
just brushing thein
Ms. Summer, I lusow you have always misunderstood my relationship with jules, but I can explain. Things aren’t how you think. stelle’s brow twitched slightly. She glanced at Susan, the comers of her lipscurving into a Lalit, mocking stile as she asked, “Ms. Lysch, ate you sure about that?”
