First Love's Return, Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter92

The police separated them.

Neither Jaime nor Lennon won the fight.

Jaime’s face was swollen, his nose gushing blood, creating an appearance that was both intimidating and comically absurd. His shirt was ripped, and he was covered in dust and disheveled.

Lennon was similarly injured. His eye and mouth were bruised, and his hand bore a cut from Jaime’s cufflink, oozing blood. He too covered in dust and disheveled, completely lacking any semblance of elegance.

Once they were separated, Mariela rushed to Lennon, her eyes filled with worry and tears, her voice trembling.“Lenny, you’re hurt. We need to get to the hospital right away.”

Upon seeing Mariela, Lennon’s anger dissipated instantly, and his demeanor softened. ‘I’m fine,” he reassured her gently.

Jaime, now restrained by a police officer, witnessed this exchange and felt

He looked both pained and pitiful as he asked, “Mariela, who is he?

Upon hearing this, Mariela’s anger flared.

She

tumed

face Jaime, her

pang of

heartbreak.

hatred that it

Jaime heard Mariela’s voice, cold

to see you again.

the last words with a harsh, biting

pierced his heart, leaving it in a bleeding state, making it difficult for

injured, his

eyes, he saw no concern.

he saw was

he

he got injured macing, she

staying with him in

for a small cold, she cried and made

serious injuries, she was indifferent, focused only on