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?”

right away. Instead, he looked at her, then slowly asked, “Aren’t you afraid of me?”

I be?” Eliza asked,

the real me. A messed–up, ugly guy. I’ve always known how I look,

tricked myself into thinking I could actually have

over and knelt in front of Christopher. Her eyes were soft, locking onto his face as she

Sure, some people look great on the outside, but their hearts are ugly. Don’t let your appearance define you. It’s who you are

whispered, “What if my heart’s just as

face?

head, her voice gentle but firm. “I don’t believe that for a second. She

looked at her, feeling a lump form in

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cut him off, taking a deep breath. I already know you like Hailey. Maybe you’ve done some things you regret for her, but I don’t

sure, but her gut told her she

his gaze softening. Eliza’s face was flushed from crying, her

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

already

nowhere, Randolph appeared, a knife in hand. Without any warning, he

frozen, his whole body trembling as he fell out of the wheelchair. His vision blurred, and all he could see was the

so

a loud bang at the door. Owen and Hailey rushed in, along with

vision faded, and she could feel herself slipping away. The only thing she could hold onto, even as everything went black, was the

the situation, while medical

stretchers.

into

especially with his age, so she just told him she would be staying with the Medrano family for

Eliza was kept under observation

Christopher had become after everything. They looked like they were really together now, which was probably the only good thing to