No longer a pushover

Chapter 437

Blake yanked Xenia's hair roughly. Tears streamed down Xenia's face from the pain.

"I was covered in bruises yesterday. The reporters would have written all kinds of nonsense if they caught me visiting Noelle like this. I wanted to wait until I healed before going."

Blake growled. "You're lying. You could have snuck into the hospital without the media finding out.

"You just didn't want to go! You're still trying to turn me and Noelle against each other, right?" The more Blake spoke, the angrier he became. He raised his hand and slapped Xenia.

Xenia's vision swirled, and she nearly collapsed from the impact. She hurriedly hid behind Frank. "Blake, I learned my mistake. I'll go to Noelle and explain everything. I'll earn her forgiveness."

However, Blake wasn't satisfied. He grabbed Xenia again and kicked her, sending her crashing to the floor.

Seeing her sprawled on the ground, Frank finally spoke up. "Blake, stop it. Are you trying to kill her?"

Blake's face was still wrapped in bandages, but he glared at her. "She deserves it. If this scheming bitch hadn't lied and stirred things up between me and Noelle, we wouldn't be in this mess to begin with!"

Blake hadn't been able to sleep these past two days. He never would have imagined that he had misunderstood Noelle. How was he supposed to live with that?

shrank back, tilting her head so Frank could see the injuries on her face. Frank frowned at the sight of her bruises. "Blake, don't you think you were wrong,

you," Blake retorted, "and you thought Noelle had abandoned

fault. He had been deceived by Xenia. That meant he wasn't wrong,

"Go apologize to Noelle

looking at her made his blood boil. Xenia

"I understand.

to get her forgiveness. You need to

think of a way. But I came here to bring you all some food. I

up and

to Frank. She

asked the maids about the way Noelle used to

congee and didn't want to accept it. But then he saw Xenia's bruises. And this was the same congee Noelle

and tasted a spoonful. It

carefully,

remained indifferent to her meekness. "It's average