Chapter 216

Smack!

Warren's face was sharply turned to the side by Sylvia's slap.

His expression twisted, becoming something monstrous and terrifying.

In the next instant, he grabbed Sylvia's wrist and yanked her towards him.

"Do you treat him like this too?" he demanded.

"Let go of me!" Sylvia struggled fiercely, but Warren tossed her onto the hospital bed.

The sudden movement sent papers flying from the foot of the bed to the floor. Among them, she spotted a piece of paper bearing Warren's signature.

It was as if she had uncovered a scandalous secret. Ignoring her physical pain, she snatched up the paper and examined it closely.

"Is this your signature?" Sylvia pointed at the name "Garcia."

"It is," Warren acknowledged, unconcerned as he realized it was just a hospital bill.

Sylvia realized how profoundly she had misunderstood everything.

"The dress for the competition wasn't bought by you, was it?"

Warren's face tightened, and he remained silent.

"And the lawyer's letter to Bridget's fans wasn't from you either, right?" Sylvia's memories rushed back, each word tasting bitter in her mouth.

this matters. You promised me that

to lie to me?" Sylvia waved the paper, her neck muscles

because I care

using me as an excuse! It's disgusting,

paper into a ball and hurled

giving her the perfect chance to flee. Without a backward glance,

her, Warren called her name,

"Sylvia, Sylvia..."

the rain, her cheeks

before she snapped out of her

you?" a

the hospital," Sylvia replied,

recognizing who Sylvia

seen, paused

speaking. "I'm at

waiting for you."

"Okay."

hanging up, Sylvia took a cab to the

she stepped out, she saw Naomi

towards her

on her

at Sylvia's bedraggled state, Naomi

at least have used an umbrella? What if you catch a cold? You're too young to

couldn't hold back any longer

her mother's

"Mom, I'm sorry."

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