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?”

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

I 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 I look, but I kept hiding it, protecting my fragile

I could actually

of Christopher. Her eyes were soft, locking onto his face as she spoke slowly. “No, Christopher. You can’t keep putting

yourself for who you really are. Sure, some people look great on the outside, but their hearts are ugly. Don’t let your appearance

whispered, “What if my heart’s just as bad

face?

firm. “I don’t believe that for a second. She reached out, grabbing his hand, her grip warm

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

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you’ve done some things you regret for her, but I

sure, but her gut told her

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

Her eyes widened, and

it was already

a knife in hand. Without any warning, he

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

happened so fast.

there was a loud bang at the door. Owen and

thing she could hold onto, even as everything went

the situation, while medical staff quickly moved

stretchers.

into a complete disaster.

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

her liver. After the surgery, Eliza was kept under observation for

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