Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!

Chapter 7

Chapter 7:

The persistent throb of her fractured rib was unrelenting, and her face was so severely swollen, it resembled an inflated balloon.

Lillian seethed with rage.

“Have they lost their minds? Choosing that worthless bitch over you? Let me handle this—I’ll put an end to them!”

Without hesitation, she took out her phone and began to dial. However, Daniela, despite her frailty, placed her hand over Lillian’s, pressing the end call button.

Lillian clenched her fists, her voice heavy with desperation.

“This is outright domestic abuse! You’ve been hurt! Are you seriously considering forgiving Alexander after everything he’s done?”

Her eyes then caught the glimpse of fresh blood oozing through Daniela’s bandages, and tears began streaming down her face. With Lillian’s support, Daniela pushed herself to stand.

out of here for now. We’ll deal

Daniela’s weakened state, Lillian nodded, her tears mingling with a fierce

tear that despicable pair apart

of the hospital discharge forms. Outside, Daniela stood waiting,

third-floor ward still

the

under the soft lamp’s light, peeling an apple. A warm smile played on his lips as he

a strained, sorrowful

that smile she desperately sought had never

had earned

been wrong all

no longer stand

she saw Lillian rushing toward her, her face etched with

was hurried into the intensive care unit. The icy IV fluid seeped into her veins,

up, two days had

swollen and red, betrayed her vigil

propped herself up, her voice

“Don’t worry. I’m fine.”