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

bloodshot eyes. "Let go!

in front of my eyes, huh? Do you take me for a dead

of how he had let go came to my mind and sent a surge of anger through me. I didn't hesitate to slap him

Jeremiah stared at me

and outrage over the slap he just received. “Did you just slap me for

“This has nothing to do with Eric. It's for myself. You deserve

have almost slipped if he hadn't

that he let go of my hand

concern now felt more like mockery

I had no interest in hearing whatever he had

car pulled by the villa, Eric turned to look at me

and forced a weak smile.