Chapter 7
The medical staff arrived quickly and stopped the bleeding and bandaged me as fast as possible.
Sebastian was both anxious and angry, “Victoria, you’re absolutely hopeless!”
After the doctor finished bandaging all my wounds, he left with those words.
Theodore poured me a glass of water and brought it to my lips.
“Take a sip, your lips are cracked and bleeding.”
I looked at him coldly, neither moving nor responding.
Theodore sighed.
“Everyone is on Isabella’s side, even your own brother is no exception. I heard Sebastian used to dote on you. Haven’t you reflected on why you’ve ended up betrayed and abandoned by everyone?”
I replied, “I reflected on it long ago. Three years ago, I shouldn’t have saved you, shouldn’t have brought you home, and shouldn’t have treated you as family…”
Theodore’s expression grew increasingly ugly.
That night, after I fell asleep, Theodore went to the bathroom to take a phone call.
The ward was very quiet, and I vaguely heard their conversation.
“Those few men have been dealt with?”
“Dealt with! Mr. Waverley, I’m sorry, I didn’t expect them to smear that stuff on Victoria’s phone! I’ve already physically
castrated them!”
Theodore nodded with satisfaction.
“Mr. Waverley, we’ve investigated. Victoria wasn’t lying. It was indeed Miss Isabella who provoked first, smashing Victoria’s mother’s urn, and even taunting her to break her hands if she dared, to see how you would retaliate against her!”
“Mr. Waverley, you did wrongly accuse Victoria…”
The truth was just that easy to discover,
Theodore, now, what do you plan to do?
“The person I like naturally has the right to do whatever she wants. As for others…”
Theodore paused and didn’t continue.
Even without saying it, I understood. Others, even if Isabella killed them, he could help her solve the problem.
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3 Days of Control He Pretends to Protect Me but Actually Tames Me
Chapter 7
And I was one of those “others.”
This was Theodore’s attitude. Even if Isabella killed me one day, he’d probably praise her for protecting herself, heh…
I squeezed my eyes shut tightly. In the end, I had trusted the wrong person.
After Theodore finished his call and returned, he tucked in the corner of my blanket and gently kissed my forehead.
The gesture was tender, but my heart could no longer stir even a ripple.
Early the next morning, I activated Siri.
“Call Lucian.”
The dialing tone rang.
Theodore returned from buying breakfast and suddenly realized what was happening.
“That day, you clearly could have used voice commands to call for help…”
I looked up:
“And then what?”
Theodore: …
“And then, like before, have you force me to apologize to the enemy who smashed my mother’s urn again?
In that case, I’d rather die!”
Theodore’s body shook, and he couldn’t say another word.
He remembered again what the emergency doctor had said that day, “If we had arrived any later, even God couldn’t have
saved her life!”
This sentence haunted him like a nightmare. Even today, he didn’t dare close his eyes carelessly.
He clenched his fists, then slowly released them.
The call connected in the last second.
“Lucian, help me hire some new bodyguards.”
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