He Cheated I Rose: Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 370

**A Promise Hidden in the Quiet Rain by Adrian Hale**
**Chapter 370: Wounds and Accusations Fall**

Chloe stood resolute, her expression unwavering as she fixed her gaze on Monique and Carolyn, who were partially concealed just off to the side. The tension in the air was palpable, and she could feel the weight of their scrutiny upon her.

“You both seem particularly invested in this coat,” she remarked, a cool smile gracing her lips, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Since your attention is so firmly fixed on it, I suppose it’s only right that I address the matter directly.”

A quiet, humorless laugh escaped her, echoing slightly in the charged atmosphere. In the next heartbeat, she reached up, her fingers delicately grasping the fabric of the men’s coat that draped over her shoulders.

As she peeled it away, a dark, angry bruise was unveiled on her shoulder, stark against her fair skin. The elegant fabric of her dress had done little to conceal the severity of the injury, and now, with the coat gone, the blood-darkened mark stood out with alarming clarity.

“Chloe, your shoulder—” Scott was the first to react, his voice laced with concern as he took in the sight. His face tightened, the horror of the revelation evident in his features. Had the coat not been there to hide it, her disheveled appearance would have sent shockwaves through the gathering the moment she arrived.

“That looks serious, Ms. Lewis. You really should see a doctor,” another voice chimed in, the gravity of the situation sinking in for the rest of the crowd.

“It’s clearly a deep impact bruise,” someone else noted, shaking their head in disbelief. “To walk away from a total wreck in that condition… it’s nothing short of a miracle. How terrifying.”

“Good heavens! Is there a doctor present?” another guest exclaimed, their voice rising with urgency. “To come straight here in that state… she’s incredibly tough. I would have fainted at the sight of my own blood.”

The crowd’s focus shifted entirely to Chloe’s injury, a stark reminder of the accident she had just endured. In that moment, no one questioned the truth of the crash, and even fewer dared to speculate on why she had been wearing a man’s coat.

With the vivid wound now on display, it became evident that the man who had arrived with Lawrence would have naturally offered his jacket in such circumstances. To imply anything untoward at this juncture would be nothing short of callous, a cruel twist in a moment already filled with tension.

“Mr. Lewis, let’s move forward! Make your announcement—we’re all waiting. And afterward, Ms. Lewis should get to a hospital immediately. She mustn’t be left with a scar,” someone urged, their voice cutting through the murmurs of concern.

Scott nodded, raising his hand to capture the attention of the room. “Ladies and gentlemen, the Lewis Group has prepared a film summarizing our recent progress. We invite you to enjoy it with us.”

As he gestured toward the large screen at the front of the ballroom, all eyes shifted in unison, anticipation crackling in the air.

Carolyn’s gaze was fixed on the screen, a secret thrill coursing through her veins. Just wait, Chloe. Your reputation won’t survive what’s coming.

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