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.

dress my mother left me.

told Simon about my diagnosis!" Amelia's voice shook

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

if she were watching an

really are an idiot,

"You—"

problem throwing me out, so what made you

fury, Amelia snapped, "Janice, shut

for damages over the crochet dress my mother left me. You might want to start figuring out where

Amelia stammered,

had happened years ago, so why was

drifted back. "Did you really think

could only watch as

and the car drove off under countless envious gazes. Overcome with rage, she let out a

a hospital! If you're losing it, go check yourself into the

just a lowly security guard, and you dare yell at us?" Adam fired

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

wasted no time dialing

disastrous event. When Amelia ruined the crochet dress, the entrance cameras had recorded it

was no escaping

dress might

value soaring over the years, the compensation alone would be enough to