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?”

looked at her, then slowly asked, “Aren’t you afraid of

be?” Eliza asked,

to his face, a bitter smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. This is the real me. A messed–up, ugly guy. I’ve always known how

could

onto his face as she spoke slowly. “No, Christopher. You can’t

the outside, but their hearts are

darkened. He whispered, “What if my heart’s just

face?

a second. She reached out, grabbing

a lump form in his throat. “Actually, I used

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taking a deep breath. I already know you like Hailey. Maybe you’ve done some things you regret for her,

gut told her she

Eliza’s face was

Her eyes widened,

was already too

Randolph appeared, a knife in hand. Without any

of 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 make

so fast.

the door. Owen

away. The only thing she could hold onto, even as everything went black, was the warm hand

situation, while medical staff quickly moved both

stretchers.

into a complete

she would be staying with the Medrano family for a couple of days. He didn’t ask any questions, and that was the end of

too deep, and it didn’t damage her liver. After the surgery, Eliza was kept under observation for a while but could be moved to a regular ward with no

closer Eliza and Christopher had become after everything. They looked like they were really