“I’m not going to hurt her, Chris. Don’t get all jumpy, will you?” Julia shouted at him and tried to drag me out with her. However, Christopher stepped up to stop her. “I said no!” he answered adamantly.
“Chris!” I pushed him softly, telling him to stop.
However, he didn’t let me go. “Now that everyone’s here, I think it’s time to make things clear once and for all. Let’s not waste anybody’s time.”
“What are you talking about? We’re in the hospital, and Monica’s still recuperating. You’d better not make things worse.” Julia was starting to panic. She thought Christopher was going to say something bad, so she tried to stop him.
“What do you think, Monica? You don’t want to drag this out anymore, don’t you? Especially with how the media is talking about me. Honestly, they’re getting on my nerves.” Christopher was still holding my hand tightly, but he was looking at Monica sharply.
I had no idea what Christopher was talking about, but Monica wasn’t looking too good. It was as if she was… afraid. All the color drained from her face, and she clutched her head. “M-My head hurts, Julia. It hurts…”
“I’ll get the doctor right away. They’ll be right here, so don’t worry.” Julia quickly called the doctor after Monica said she wasn’t feeling well. A moment later, a doctor and some nurses came in to check on Monica.
Monica was lying in the bed, looking as weak as a wilting flower. She was so beautiful and weak, or at least that was what I would think if I hadn’t found out what she did. If I didn’t know any better, I would have felt guilty for hurting her.
Christopher was gazing straight at Monica. “I see. You’re worried I might expose you,” he blurted something out, not giving her any chance to defend herself.
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