When Love Is a Lie (Whitney and Damian) novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210 Noel Wakes Up 

Whitter 

“What are you doing?” Whitney hurriedly got out of bed and helped Helena to her feet 

*I’m apologizing on my brother’s behalf. He’s gone now, but he kidnapped you and almost got you killed. Whitney, I’m so sorry!” 

Helena’s tears begantostirandown her face, and soon she was crying, imcontrollably. 

whann hugged her, gently patting her back. “It’s okay trally, ir seka 

She understood. Even thmich Helena knew her binther had done wrong, he was and her brother Losing him had to bust deeply. 

ceeler’s sobs subsided, Whiltney asked Matthew to take her home. 

“you probably haven’t had much rest these past few days, to home and get some sleep. Don’t worry about me,” Whitney said, noticing how worn out Helena looked. 

“Lean drive myself. Matthew should stay here to look alter you 

“There’s nothing to worry about here, and honestly, I’d feel better if 

He had already grabbed Helena’s bag and stood by quietly 

I you weren’t driving in this state.” 

Suddenly, the dog barst open with a loud crash, and someone stormed into the room. 

Before Whitney could tract, a sharp stap landed on her face 

“You wretched girl! it’s all your tit! You lalled my son!” 

Emily’s face was twisted with rage as she pointed arousingly at Whitney. One slap wasn’t enough–she raised her hand again, intent on striking Whitney, Matthew immediately stepped in front of Whitney, shielding het. Emily’s nest slap landed on his body instead, Unable to reach his face because of his height, she began pounding on his chest in fury. 

“It weren’t for you, my son wouldn’t be dead Why didn’t you 

Matthew didn’t retaliate, standing in to protect Whimney. 

le instead, you shameless girl? 

Helena rushed forward to pull her mother back, her voice urgent. “Mam! Damian’s death has nothing to do with Whitney. It was his own fault! He kidnapped her and almost got her killed. Please, sap out of it!” 

Emily tumed and slapped Helena across the face, her eyes bloodshot with fury. “You ungrateful traitor! How dare you side with an outsider! That was your own 

Helena held her cheek, her voice trembling with both sadness and disappointment. “That’s right. You never cared about right or wrong, do you? All you see is Damian. You’ve never cared about me–not once. To you, Damian was your only child” 

Whitney had spent plenty of time around the Howards, but in all that time, she had never seen Emily show any genuine concem for Helena 

Helena herself rarely mentioned her parents when she was with Whitney and Yvette. The most Whitney remembered was that after the Howards had broken off Helena’s engagement to the Tyson family, Emily had spent weeks nitpicking her daughter over everything. 

Whitney gently pullard Matthew aside and stepped in front of Helena, steelding her. 

“No one forced Damian to do what he did. His death wasn’t because of me. Emily, Helena is still your daughter. She’s all you have left now. Do you want to lose her 

2001 

“You wretched girl How dare you deny it! If it weren’t for you stealing those documents, Damian wouldn’t have kidnapped you!” 

Emily was clearly aware of parts of the investigation, yet she blamed Whitney. Her anger escalated as she spoke, and she cased her hand again. 

Before she could strike, a hand grasped hers. 

“Aunt Emily, I was the one who led the investigation and called the police to arrest Damian. You’re blaming the wrong person.” 

Whitney tuned toward the voice. 

Noel was dressed in a pale blue–and–white striped hospital gown. His complexion was ashen, his lips nearly colorless. His sharp, deep features appeared even more claseled after his obvious weight loss. His posture remained straight, and his presence commanded the room with the same intensity as ever 

Emily faltered, but she wasn’t ready to relent. Tears welled up in her eyes as she cried out in frustration, “You all conspired to lull my son! Every single one of you! He was my only son. How am I supposed to live now!