Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 83

Sarah jolted awake, heaving a sigh of relief that Sylvia had dodged the bullet this time. Otherwise, she and Patric would never be together again.

She slumped onto the floor, mulling over how she could pick up the pieces from the mess she’d made.

After stewing over it, she grabbed her phone and dialed Patric.

The phone hummed incessantly with the busy signal, making the wait feel like an eternity.

“What’s up?”

Patric’s voice rang out, laden with impatience, “If it’s nothing urgent, I’m hanging up.”

“Wait! Don’t hang up! Patric, I genuinely need to talk to you!” Sarah clung onto her phone as if her life depended on it, fearing he might end the call any moment.

“If you’re hoping I could convince Mr. Morgan to lift your grounding, don’t hold your breath. As for the engagement, I’m still mulling it over.”

“No, I’m looking for Sylvia. I don’t have her number… could you put her on?” Sarah’s voice tapered off as she finished speaking.

“You want to talk to her? My advice, Miss Grammer, is to stop chasing Sylvia’s tail. I won’t give you the chance to hurt her again,” Patric warned, his voice dropping to a whisper.

“No, I’m here to apologize to her.” Sarah bit her lip, “Please pass her the phone. I’m begging you, Patric.”

“Apologize?”

Patric was taken aback. Given that she was all the way in S City and was grounded, she wasn’t likely to stir the pot, so he reluctantly agreed to her request.

He knocked gently on the door of the makeshift operating room, cracking it open slightly, and beckoned to Sylvia inside.

Sylvia shot a glance at Chad, still engrossed in the operation, and crept out.

“What’s wrong?”

Patric handed her his phone, “Sarah wants a word.”

“With me?”

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plinten all over her face, and shot a glance at the screen, “What’s up? Estrt day hot of trouble even at home, and now you want to make trouble with a

t’m here to

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messed up earlier, 1 apologize. As long as you don’t play gooseberry in my relationship with Patric, I am willing

Sylvia remained silent.

figure out her

and continued, “To show you I’m sincere, consider the

for

couldn’t help but chuckle, “Alright,

wasn’t ruffled,

a heartbeat, the call was answered by Nancy in the hospital.

Did you

to, because she’s already six feet under.” Sarah’s voice

“Are you certain? Was she at Patric’s

her in? She…”

her off, “That’s enough, you don’t need to know all these details. Just keep in mind she’s pushing up daisies. I’m calling to give you a heads–up, our

was taken aback by this sudden decision, her eyes widening in shock.

and Hedda have kicked the

this, Patric wants to call off our engagement, my parents are already in the know.” Sarah’s voice escalated, “Right now, I’ve got my hands full just trying to keep my own head above water, i don’t have the time to entertain any partnership. Anyway, the two thorns in your side are out of the picture, your road to being the

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end of story.” Sarah interrupted

to say something but the line was

at the call history on her phone, a mix of elation and confusion

detested individuals, she had every reason to rejoice.

was a cause for concern.

Sarah was stranger than usual, but couldn’t

she would put it on the back burner. She tossed her phone aside

on her bed.

doubts out of her mind,

lingering on persistently.

Nancy thought about it, the more irritable she became. She sat up, gazing

with Sarah tonight, prompting

was born out of mutual interests in the first place,

seems that you’ve recovered quite

with her maid, seeing her sitting up in bed, she crinkled her nose in disgust, “Hurry up and eat, don’t sit there daydreaming,”

quite had a stomach for hospital food.