The Forgotten Girl Is Back For Revenge

Chapter 89

Chapter 89

Umbled, but out

Randolph regained his balance. “You’re asking for trouble!” Randolph shouted, swinging the baseball

but at Eliza

Out of nowhere, Christopher on the floor lunged at Randolph, knocking him down. He pinned Randolph’s arm and then turned to Eliza, yelling. “Run!”

Eliza hesitated for a moment, then stood up. But instead of running, she grabbed the bat and swung it at Randolph’s head.

With a sharp thud, Randolph collapsed, knocked out cold.

Since she was a girl, she didn’t hit him that hard. There was no blood, just a faint mark on his forehead. He was unconscious, but that was about it.

Both of them exhaled in relief. Eliza took a shaky breath, her eyes still red from the shock.

Her face was pale, but she didn’t hesitate to help Christopher into the wheelchair. “How’s your leg? You’re still recovering, so you can’t afford to get hurt again. Are you feeling okay? You need to let me know if something’s wrong.”

Christopher shook his head. “I’m fine. But what are you doing here?”

Eliza had been finding reasons to visit him often lately, mostly under the guise of bringing medicine. This time, it was no different.

She grabbed the bag she had dropped on the floor. “I brought you your meds, and since it’s the new year, I made you some gnocchi.”

Her eyes were bright with excitement, almost like she was glowing, and it made Christopher feel like he was burning up

from the attention

He turned his gaze away, uncomfortable. “Thanks,” he muttered.

Eliza didn’t seem to care about the scar on his face. She was just as cheerful as usual. She put the gnocchi in the fridge and then looked at him. “Should we call the police?”

Instead, he looked at her, then slowly asked,

would I be?” Eliza asked,

bitter smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. This is the real me. A messed–up, ugly guy. I’ve always known how I look, but I kept hiding it,

I tricked myself into thinking I could actually have something

knelt in front of Christopher. Her eyes were soft, locking onto his face

but their

He whispered, “What if my heart’s just

face?

firm. “I don’t believe that for a second. She reached out,

looked at her, feeling a lump form in his

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breath. I already know you like Hailey. Maybe you’ve done some things you

sure, but her gut

face

shifted. Her eyes widened, and she pushed Christopher’s

was already too late.

appeared, a knife in hand. Without any

the wheelchair. His vision blurred, and all he could see was the blood spreading across Eliza’s chest. His voice caught in his throat, unable to

happened so

Owen and Hailey rushed

faded, and she could feel herself slipping away. The only thing she could hold onto, even

in, taking control of the situation, while medical staff quickly moved both Christopher and Eliza onto

stretchers.

into a complete disaster.

want to worry Thomas, especially with his age, so she just told him she would be staying with the Medrano family for a couple of days.

wasn’t too deep, and it didn’t damage her liver. After the surgery, Eliza was kept under observation

Eliza and Christopher had become after everything. They looked like