When Love Is a Lie

Chapter 206 Forget About Marrying Into the Howard Family

The dense trees along the slope offered Intle protection as Whitney and Noel enllided with a thick tree trunk.

Whitney barely registered the impart before she heard Noel grmt in pain

die mynted to speak, to ask if he was okay, bot darkness consumed her as the Tainted against him

compatted consciousness, the sharpsmell of disinfectant filled her nostrils.

Slowly opening het even, die sa the stack white ceiling above and a more beside her, adpoosting an IV bottle..

“Mc Spiraert, mou’re make,” the muse said, noticing fin gare.

Whitney let out a moti “Mmm,” Living to sit up, but the sharp sting actess her hoody stopped her.

the wineed.

The nurse quickly supported her “You’re tee, fost same dehydation and minor injuries. We’ve already treated the abrasions

Whitne nodded, piecing together what had happened.

At that moment, the door opened, and Westley walked in.

The more raised the bed slightly for Whitney before leading them alone.

discombon? I’ll call the doctor to check on you again,” Westley said, his

just a little sore,”

of rice pudding and a thermos

pouring out a bowl of the broth Satisfied with the temperature, he held it up

long time since the two of them had spoken so calmly. Their previous conversations often escalated into arguments over

mistaking her

angry amor?

time they spoke, Westley had berated her over the phone, insisting she

angry that I didn’t realize sooner what kind of person Damian truly is. He’s done so many awful things, even abducting you. If you

she felt herresistance hadn’t been in vain her father still

about her

a chord in Whitney. For

I’m fine. Damian

Westley interupted sharply. “You’ve suffered enough Focus on

someone

tone made Whitory [rown. “Who?”

Their reputation might be average in Seabouake, but their mines in Stonehille

architecture. What does that

your degree. I’ve already shown him your picture, and he’s very pleased. Once you’ve recovered, we’ll meet to discuss the engagement.” Whitney froze, her

clunged after this ordeal, but now it was clear–he hadn’t given up on “selling” her oft. Worse, he no longer cared about the

in his cos–older than you! How can you ask me to marry him?“

indulgently, as if she