I looked at Piotr, unable to imagine that the man who had always been so gentle and
considerate would now raise his hand against me.
A sharp pain filled my chest, and I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. My heart hurt,
as though a thousand needles were stabbing into it, all at once.
Piotr froze for a moment, then hurriedly turned his attention to Leela, who was now crying
out in pain.
Leela, with red eyes, raised her arm.
“Piotr, it hurts so much. Do you think it’ll leave a scar?”
Piotr bent down and gently lifted Leela into his arms, comforting her in the most tender
voice.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take you to the hospital.”
I watched as Piotr rushed off with Leela in his arms.
Ignoring the pain in my own hand, I dialed my assistant.
“Please come pick me up and take me to the hospital.”
I stumbled downstairs, the shards of glass digging deeper into my flesh with each step, the
pain making me gasp for air.
Once I reached the bottom of the stairs, I saw a black car parked by the curb. The door
opened, and a tall man dressed in a black trench coat stepped out.
I furrowed my brows.
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“What are you doing here?”
Piotr’s uncle, Itai Brown, steadied my arm as he saw my injuries. His face tensed.
“I’ll take you to the hospital.”
I wanted to refuse, but the pain was unbearable, and I ended up getting into the car.
At the hospital, the doctor removed the shards, disinfected the wounds, and bandaged me
up, repeatedly warning me not to get the bandages wet for the next few days.
As I left the hospital, I saw Piotr, treating Leela like a precious treasure as he helped her
walk.
When he saw me, his body stiffened, and his face grew a little unnatural.
“Sherry, are you okay?”
I glanced at them, then turned to Piotr.
“Piotr, let’s break up.”
Piotr’s expression faltered, and his face darkened immediately.
“Leila Hall, over something so trivial, you want to break up with me? Is this how petty you
are?”
Leela grabbed Piotr’s arm, looking at me.
“Miss Hall, please don’t misunderstand. Piotr and I are just friends.”
I sneered, stepping forward and slapping Leela across the face.
“Leela Miller, you and Piotr are truly a perfect match–both so hypocritical. Just friends? Is that what you call it? A ‘just friend‘ on a marriage certificate?”
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Piotr shoved me aside.
“Leila Hall, is this really necessary? It’s just a marriage certificate. My heart is with you,
isn’t that enough?”
As I stumbled backward, someone caught me.
Before I knew it, Itai lifted his leg and kicked Piotr away.
“When did the Brown family raise such a worthless piece of trash?”
Piotr froze when he saw Itai, then stammered,
“Uncle, what are you doing here?”
Itai didn’t acknowledge him. He looked at me instead.
“I’m taking you home.”
I nodded, glancing back at Piotr for the last time.
Once, I loved him deeply, like the gentle breeze and moonlight in my life. But now, how had
he turned so rotten?
Or maybe he had always been rotten, and I had just failed to see it.
As we walked out of the hospital, Itai suddenly stopped me.
“Leila Hall, I heard you’re looking for someone to marry. Why not consider me? I’ve been waiting for you.”
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