Phoebe cried and said, “It’s not Colby Withers. It’s you and that asshole named Alex.”
“Don’t cry, Phoebe. What in the world happened?”
“I… I was almost taken away by a man. Cheryl Coney, are you still my friend? You knew that your stinking man had hurt my leg, and I have only one shoe, yet you still left me to Colby’s mercy. What if he does anything to me?!”
“Sorry, I’m sorry. I’ll come back soon.”
Alex and Cheryl went back, and of course, Phoebe was no longer at the steakhouse. Finally, they found her on a bridge.
She was sitting on the bridge’s blue striped stone steps, both her shoes gone from her feet. Her left foot was wrapped in something, and upon closer inspection, it was a sanitary pad.
And it was still dripping with blood. There were also tear tracks on her beautiful face.

When Phoebe caught sight of Cheryl and Alex, she turned her face away deliberately, showing that she was still angry.
Cheryl immediately kneeled to check on her injury but was pushed away. “You don’t care about me anymore, don’t you? You and your scumbag can go and be lovey-dovey with each other.”
Alex couldn’t stand her lousy attitude. So what if she was the daughter of a magistrate?
If she provoked him, he would still smack that big mouth of hers. Did she really consider herself to be a princess?
At that moment, Alex just wanted to drag Cheryl away. However, because Cheryl was very soft hearted, not only did she apologize, but she also comforted her with a soft voice. She showed an extremely kind attitude. It was then that Alex understood. With that foul temper of Phoebe, daughter of a magistrate, most people probably couldn’t stand her, and only someone gentle like Cheryl could tolerate that behavior of hers.
After careful questioning, they found out that Phoebe had refused Colby and had come out of the restaurant. She didn’t expect that she would bump into a drunk man on the road, who came over and hugged her immediately.
She was frightened out of her mind, and she ran but fell and stepped on a broken bottle.
Not only did she fall, but the glass shards also pierced her feet, and there was a lot of bleeding.
Cheryl apologized once again, then said to Alex, “Alex, could I trouble you to carry her for a while? The wound is quite deep, and we need to head to the hospital to have it looked at and check if there’s any glass inside the wound. She’ll also need to get a tetanus shot.
Alex frowned. “It’s just a small wound. She doesn’t need the hospital, right?”
“She needs to,” Cheryl said.
“Alright, if you say so, then.”
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