The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Flora's POV:

When we were done cleaning up our room, Sylvia retreated to the bathroom to take a shower.

With Sylvia gone, I felt lonely and sad.

I thought about what she said just now about how Warren really loved me. I sneered and clenched my fists angrily, inadvertently squishing the orange in my hand. Regret? Never.

I clenched my fists so hard that orange juice spurted everywhere, staining even the uniform I was planning to wear tomorrow.

I hurried to clean it up but felt even angrier with Warren.

When Warren was in a coma, his life was in fatal danger. I was so anxious that I didn't even dare to close my eyes or take a break for fear that Warren would suddenly stop breathing.

Later, when his condition had finally stabilized, I staggered out of his ward to finally have a meal.

When I came back, a nurse told me that Warren had woken up already. I was so happy that all my fatigue disappeared in an instant.

wondering how Warren would react when he

soon as I arrived, Alina stopped me from

was guarding the door with four muscly bodyguards, as though she

quickly recognized me as Sylvia's roommate and asked me about my

didn't know what to say. After all, Warren and I were just pretending to

I was at a loss for words, Alina sneered and accused me of

attention of whoever was in the

expect a noble lady like Alina would act so nastily. My face turned red from the humiliation. For the first time in

myself, but everyone around us sided

bodyguards to throw me out

could and wanted to leave on my own accord, but I was no

out of the hospital as though I was garbage, even spitting on me before leaving. The whole time, the door to Warren's ward was open. I'm sure we had caused a noisy commotion, yet he didn't come to my defense and just let Alina drive me

I felt at the time,

thought that I had crossed the line with him, so he used Alina to show me how

circled around my mind, I couldn't help but sneer. Looking down at my orange juice-stained hands, hot tears