Chapter 191

A single slap left Cheryl speechless, her hand on her cheek as she stumbled to the side, too stunned to utter another word.

Wasyl, his face a patchwork of bruises, managed to pull himself up. Spotting his chance, he lunged like a sprinter into his car, gunned the engine, and sped off.

Cheryl, still shaking and clutching her face, watched Wasyl's car disappear into the distance. Panic- stricken, she took off after him, her voice laced with desperation, "Wasyl! Wasyl! Don't leave me! Wait up! I'm not even in the car yet! Wasyl, you jerk, how could you just ditch me like that?"

And with that, the ridiculous spectacle came to an end.

After his escape, Wasyl ended up in the hospital, enduring a lengthy bandaging process. When he finally emerged, he was a sorry sight—face battered, limbs swathed in bandages, one arm and one leg freshly cast, hobbling along.

his curses. "Damn that Eaden,

of fury, "Wasyl, what's your deal? You just bail on me and take off? I tried to help you when they were beating you up, even got slapped for it, and you? You just

you. You saw what happened—they were all over me. If I'd dragged you along, what if they'd

she did not jump in, she would have been spared. She gently took Wasyl's battered arm,

gosh, I'm so sorry! I got it all wrong. Honey, are you okay?

as Cheryl touched his arm, sucking in air through clenched teeth. "Ouch,

Mr. Eaden Wafer? Ordering a beatdown without even showing his face? And that Makson, isn't he supposed to

his head pounding the worst. "There's got to be some mix-up with Mr. Eaden Wafer. I need to sort this out. However, first, please, get me home. I can barely stand the pain! Those guards are going to regret

Liam, donned in an apron, was busy cooking, while Jovie played

puffy, a glaring red slap mark on her cheek. Without a word, she headed straight

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