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.

wedding and ruined the crochet dress my mother left me. This is just karma coming

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

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

with amusement as if she

really are an

"You—"

had no problem throwing me out, so what made

Amelia snapped,

time, I'll be suing you for damages over the crochet dress my mother left me. You might

Amelia stammered,

happened years ago, so why was Janice bringing

her voice drifted back. "Did you really think I'd

only watch

countless envious gazes.

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

you think you are? You're just a lowly security guard, and you dare yell at us?"

guard didn't even spare him a glance. Turning away, he muttered, "You can't even afford your medication, yet you're still putting

the Cullinan, Janice wasted no time dialing her

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

was no escaping

might not

much at the time, but with its value soaring over the years, the compensation alone would be