Vengeance With My White Knight by Maya Kensington

Chapter 177

Chapter 177

Meanwhile, the Harts were squirming in misery.

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Caitlin hung up with Olivia, her heart pounding, and raced back to the Hart family estate. The minute she walked in, Olivia’s gut–wrenching cries hit her from upstairs.

A maid saw her and dipped her head. “Ma’am.”

“What’s wrong with Olivia? Did you give her anything?” Caitlin snapped, her voice tight.

The maid shifted, nervous. “We’re out of meds. I called the doctor, but he’s not coming.”

Caitlin’s breath caught. She didn’t say another word–just bolted up the stairs.

She flung Olivia’s door open. The room was dark, thick with a heavy vibe.

Olivia was curled up on the bed, gripping her stomach, gasping through the pain.

She’d always been proud–especially of that stunning hair she’d show off like it was her crown.

Now it was gone. All of it. Her scalp bare, not a single strand left from yesterday’s last bits.

Caitlin’s chest hurt, her voice shaky. “Olivia.”

Olivia looked

up, her face twisted in pain. “Mom, it hurts. It hurts so much.”

“I know, but…” Caitlin’s hands balled up, useless.

Her head was spinning, coming up empty.

She grabbed Olivia’s hand, her heart cracking open, raw and aching.

The house had no meds left. Olivia couldn’t leave the country–couldn’t even get out of Long Harbor.

She was sick, desperate, with no fix in sight. It didn’t get much worse than this.

“Mom, it hurts so much. I need painkillers–can’t we get some from the hospital?” Olivia begged, her voice thin and scratchy.

Sure, the pharmacy had stuff, but with her this bad off, over–the–counter meds was pointless. It was like popping nothing- zero relief.

Worse, without a doctor’s okay, she’d thrown up twice, her stomach flipping like crazy.

Her body was already trashed; now it was straight–up torture, every moment a nightmare.

“Stefi still won’t forgive me, will she? Mom, tell her I’ll come clean–I’ll own it,” Olivia forced out, teeth gritted.

“Tell her I’ll get better first, then go to jail and face the music, okay?” she added, her voice cracking into sobs.

The pain was tearing her apart, her head getting fuzzy.

She’d almost rather patch up and sit in prison–at least it’d beat this slow, miserable crawl to the end.

Caitlin’s heart stopped, her breath stuck in her chest. “Olivia, don’t freak out. I’ll figure something out–I promise.”

“Figure what out? What’s left but begging Stefi?” Olivia shot back her voice spiking with desperation.

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have heard a word she had said. Anger and fear

again? Did you not talk to her

be that. The more she chewed on it, the more it made

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hearts–real ones. If Caitlin had just buttered Stephanie up a little, Olivia believed that she wouldn’t still be stuck. here, trapped in Long Harbor.

Don’t worry, I’ll

saying it, but her voice shook with panic and no

frustration boiled over, trembling. “I might not make it that long–do you even

a way, find a way—if she could, Olivia wouldn’t still be caged here, hurting like

phone rang, its sharp chime slicing through

hospital with Tyler. “Ma’am, they’re

Where’s Chad? He’s not there either?” Caitlin’s voice jumped, sharp and

her pulse

hospital–now he

falling apart, she couldn’t believe Chad left their son alone

here. What do we do? Neither you

Caitlin froze, floored.

breathing jammed, fingers clamping the

her head–she’d set this all up, every bit of it.

Olivia sick with no meds.

maid’s voice got louder, begging for

coming right now,” she managed, choking on

her head

of the hospital on the other. She

heart ached, raw

instant, the Hart family crashed hard, the

bed, gripping the

sipping water, his eyes locked on her, calm and steady.

came through, heavy with worry. “I knew that

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been scared stiff,

back, quiet. “Mom, I…”

rip him to shreds, I swear Lottic vowed, full of

still, brain tripping over itself.

stress, I’ll fix this for

to Sebastian on the couch, her

rolling, no brakes, but Stephanic’s heart was already going soft, a tiny smile creeping up.

mentioned calling her mom earlier, and she’d been a mess since–nerves all

meant everything–her whole future with Sebastian

to Fiorenza’s old–school Lucano family and the one running the Giovanni house.

right stock–a real heiress,

hauled him around

for some big, calculated marriage

was throwing Stephanie off big time.

not mad at me?” Stephanie asked, her voice shaky and small.

the corners

shocked. “Oh, sweetie, you’re

blinked, totally

quite follow her mom’s vibe.

said he’s getting the marriage license tomorrow,” she blurted

gave her a look, one eyebrow cocked, a spark of mischief in his gaze.

a second–then Lottie blew up. “What? A marriage license? Just

flinched, jarred by the outburst.

cranked louder. “You

basically a shout,

throat closed up. She swallowed

have?” she squeaked, almost too quiet

You can’t let that brat off that easy!”