Bride to Be, Not Me

Chapter 133 Amelia shook with rage. "What right do you have to pity me? Didn't you get to where you are by relying on men? First, Simon, and now, Edward!"

Janice let out a soft chuckle and stepped closer, her gaze sweeping over Amelia, who stood without even a coat.

"Simon threw you out, didn't he?"

Amelia's lashes fluttered, but she remained silent.

"He found out about your HIV and exploded, didn't he? I bet he called you disgusting and demanded you pay him back."

Every word from Janice was a blade, cutting straight into Amelia's heart.

Furious, Adam lunged at Janice and raised a hand to shove her. "Stay out of this!"

But before he could even reach her, a man appeared out of nowhere, seizing his arm with a firm grip. It was the bodyguard Edward had appointed for Janice. He was always lurking nearby in a car, keeping a watchful eye on her safety.

He had been waiting outside the hospital, but he hadn't been expecting this kind of confrontation.

His expression remained unreadable, his hold tightening without mercy.

"Ouch! Let go!" Adam yelped in pain.

Since it wasn't an outright brawl, the hospital security merely watched from a distance, unsure whether to step in.

Janice stood calmly with her hands tucked into her pockets, a faint smirk playing on her lips.

crochet dress my mother

was you, wasn't it? You told Simon about my diagnosis!" Amelia's

so I figured I owed him the truth. Besides, he still owes me money. I can't have him dying on me.

amusement as if she were watching

really are an idiot, aren't

"You—"

had no problem throwing me out, so what made you think you'd be any

fury, Amelia snapped,

her off. "Now that I have time, I'll be suing you for damages over the crochet dress my mother left me. You might want

Amelia stammered, completely

incident had happened years ago, so why

the steps, her voice drifted back. "Did you really think I'd just let

only watch as

off under countless envious gazes. Overcome

down! This is a hospital! If you're losing it, go check yourself

do you think you are? You're just a lowly

spare him a glance. Turning away, he muttered, "You can't even

Cullinan, Janice wasted

of that disastrous event. When Amelia ruined the crochet dress, the entrance

no escaping it

dress might

its value soaring over the years, the compensation alone would be