Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 28 Chapter 28 Slapping Jeremiah for Eric

I stood at the entrance of the hospital, assuming Jeremiah was bluffing and wouldn't resort to violence.

Dark malice flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly shoved Eric aside. Then, he grabbed my arm and dragged me away.

There was a flight of stairs ahead. I was caught off guard by his swift action, and before I could notice them, I missed a step. My foot slipped

Jeremiah happened to loosen his grip slightly. Just as I slipped from his

grasp, I heard a startled shout. “Jane!",

I was about to hit the ground when a strong hand grabbed my arm and pulled me back in the opposite direction. I collided

with a firm, warm chest. Shaken, I instinctively wrapped my arms around the person's waist, and my heart pounded as if it were going to lea Eric was briefly stunned. After a brief pause, he gave me soft pats on the back, and his voice carried a subtle gentleness. "You're fine now. I As I recovered from my shock, I shook my head and heaved a sigh of relief. Why was it that Eric was always the one to save me whenever As soon as I steadied myself, Jeremiah stormed over like a madman and forced us apart. He glared

Eric with bloodshot eyes. "Let

eyes, huh? Do you take

and sent a surge of anger through me. I didn't hesitate to slap him across the face. The sound of the crisp clap

Jeremiah stared at me

was a mix of disbelief and outrage over the slap he just received. “Did you

gaze coldly and corrected him, saying, “This has nothing to do with Eric. It's for myself. You deserve

wouldn't have almost slipped if he hadn't insisted on dragging me away.

go of my hand at the most critical

shout of concern now felt more like

he had to say. I turned and left with Eric without another

turned to look at me with dark unreadable eyes. “Are

forced a weak smile. "I'm fine. Thanks for today.