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.

We’ll deal with them

her tears mingling with a fierce

tear that despicable pair apart piece by

hospital discharge forms. Outside, Daniela stood waiting, lifting her gaze

ward

the newest

peeling an apple. A warm smile

managed a strained,

smile she desperately sought

had

been wrong all

no longer stand

rushing toward her, her face

icy IV

finally woke up, two days had

swollen and red, betrayed her

herself up, her voice raspy as she

“Don’t worry. I’m fine.”