Chapter5
When I woke up again, I was already in the hospital.
My heel was shattered, diagnosed as a comminuted fracture.
The head injury wasn’t life–threatening, just a laceration. But it still required three stitches.
As soon as I opened my eyes, Jack’s parents were standing nervously at my bedside.
“Emma, sweetheart,” his mother said with a weak smile, “we’re so sorry. We had no idea our son could act like such a… such a disgrace.”
“You don’t worry,” his father added quickly. “I’ll have Jack come here and kneel in front of you to apologize. I’ll make sure of it.”
I looked
past them toward the man seated quietly behind, the one person I trusted.
My father.
I turned to him and said calmly, “Dad, could you please ask them to leave? I just want to focus on
my recovery.”
My father stood up without hesitation.
“You heard her,” he said, voice polite but firm. “My daughter’s not available for visitors. Another
time, perhaps.”
The look on Jack’s father’s face went pale at hearing my dad satying so.
He tried to salvage the moment with a forced smile. “Look, Mr. Blake, I admit, Jack crossed the line. But it’s that Olivia Moore girl who kept stirring up trouble between them. Jack was manipulated. I’ll make it right. I promise you, I’ll make sure Emma gets justice.”
But my father’s smile never faltered.
“Mr. Hunt, that’s quite a change of tune from last year,” he said.
“Back when you came to me yourself, saying Jack was your only son and a promising young man. You said he and my Emma had known each other since they were little, and suggested they’d make
a great match.”
“Well, I thought to myself, Emma always liked Jack when she was young, so maybe it’s worth a
try.”
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“But now? Now it turns out you weren’t proposing a marriage, you were handing us a curse.”
His smile sharpened.
“Our Emma’s always been a good girl. And she’s our doted daughter. But now some stranger shows up, beats my daughter to the point of a shattered heel, and your son, your only son, lays a hand on her too?”
He leaned in slightly.
“I may be nearing retirement. But that doesn’t mean I lost control in the business world.”
He emphasized the word business with chilling weight.
Jack’s father paled even more.
His mother looked like she was going to faint, trembling from head to toe.
But I had no strength left to care about what was happening in the room.
I was staring at the text Jack had just sent me.
Emma, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know you were hurt that badly. Please, I’m begging you, let me come see you. I swear, I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.
I didn’t reply.
So now he knew he’d made a mistake.
And that was supposed to be enough?
I’d tried to walk away peacefully.
I didn’t want to make a scene.
I didn’t want to worry my parents.
But in the end, I’d ended up in the hospital, with shattered bones and stitches on my face.
I swallowed the tight ball of pain in my chest and calmly typed my reply.
If you truly understand what you’ve done… then break Olivia Moore’s bones the way you broke
mine. Then we’ll talk.
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