When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 54 They Were Just Using Each Other That Night

Whitney remembered meeting Nool at the entrance. Before she passed out, she had seen him lean forward to catch her, and later, she vaguely recalled him giving her medicine.

Hence, it did not make sense for Damian to be in her home. Besides, she had blocked him on every platform, and there was no way he could find out she was sick.

“You had a high fever, but i timally broke this morning,” Damian said as he set down a bowl of chicken noodle soup. He reached toward her forehead to check her temperature.

Whitney turned away, her palle face expressionless as she avoided his gaze. “I don’t need your care. Please leave.”

1. re. If Noel hadn’t called

Even though he was exasperated, Damien remained gentle. “I loow you’re angry about your mother, but don’t take it out on your health. You blocked me everywhere. I me, I wouldn’t have known you were sick. You need someone to take care of you.”

Whitney’s head snapped up, her eyes wide with marprise “Noel called you?”

Sa, her memory had not faded her. Noel had brought her home and given her medicine. Then again, why would he call Damian, the last person she wanted to see?

and needed to maintain appropriate boundaries Noel sows that as your fance, I’d be the most suitable person to

for her.

to Nool if he was so eager to avoid

stay away, but now, she realized how little she actually meant to him. That night they shared had just been mutual

told you we’re breaking up. It’s not appropriate for you to be here,” Whitney stated as she turned away from Damian. “Thank you for last

closer. “Why are you being childish, threatening to break up over everything?1’ve already arranged with Professor Mortis to get the next batch of medicine as soon as it’s

I mentioned breaking

patiently. “Stop this nonsense Let’s wait for your mom to wake up. You wouldn’t want any more setbacks, would you?” Whitney’s eyes widened in shock. Did he only give the medication to Rachel out

wude.”

picked up the soup and blew on a spoonful. “It makes me unrary that you’re refusing to me back. I don’t feel secure without you by my

down Whitney’s spine, She had a sinking feeling that Margaret’s medicine was connected to her refusal to move back to the

I’ll move here. You leave me

way,” Whitney uttered,

spoon mid–air. “You used to be so sweet and obedient. I don’t like this new version of you. Who changed you? Or should I ask, who did

not the Damian used to