Chapter 422\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tessa remained silent, refusing to even glance at Ronan. Her sole desire was for her shattered body to heal as quickly as possible.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ronan\u2019s smile faltered, the cracks beginning to show beneath his forced calm. Yet he stubbornly masked his frustration, speaking to her with an air of helplessness. \u201cStill mad at your brother, huh?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He paused, then continued, voice softer but firm. \u201cI know what\u2019s in your heart, Tessa. But I can\u2019t do what you\u00a0<\/p>\n
want.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re my flesh and blood. Everything I\u2019ve done has been for you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
For her?\u00a0<\/p>\n
A bitter, hollow laugh curled behind Tessa\u2019s cracked lips. For her-meaning letting her suffer and swallow every injustice? For her-meaning allowing the real culprit to roam free?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before she even awakened from that endless void, Riley was crushed beneath the weight of blame.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Now that she was awake, where was the justice? Where was Scarlett behind bars?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Was love-Ronan\u2019s love-just another form of cruelty?\u00a0<\/p>\n
If she could move, she would have slapped him hard across the face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At last, Tessa\u2019s eyes snapped toward him-eyes ablaze with loathing and venomous hate.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She wanted to shout \u201cGet lost!\u201d but her body betrayed her; mute and motionless, she could only send her fury in a blazing glare.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ronan, however, dismissed it as childish stubbornness. He reached out, brushing a pale strand of hair from her face, coaxing softly, \u201cTessa, please don\u2019t be difficult.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re still too weak. Anger won\u2019t help your body heal.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Knowing full well she didn\u2019t want to hear this, he pressed on regardless.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A surge of rage exploded in Tessa\u2019s chest, scorching hot and wild.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Go away. Just go away!\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her mind screamed in torment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She hated Ronan with every fiber of her being-for his blind loyalty, for his cold heart, for her own. helplessness trapped in a broken body.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her eyes burned with fury, as if willing to incinerate the brother who had betrayed her so completely.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ronan\u2019s gaze wavered under her hateful stare. Uneasy, he averted his eyes and busied himself with tidying the bedside table, muttering, \u201cOnce you\u2019re stronger, I\u2019ll send you abroad. The healing there will be better.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Each word felt like a serrated fang digging into Tessa\u2019s raw wounds.\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
10:01 Fri, Jan Y\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 422\u00a0<\/p>\n
Go abroad?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Right now, all she could think about was exposing the truth-clearing Riley\u2019s name and bringing Scarlett\u2019s. monstrous treachery to light.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yet Ronan\u2019s mind was elsewhere, plotting to send her away, to silence her before she could roar.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her chest heaved violently with every breath, as if the fire within threatened to consume her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She fixed Ronan with a venomous glare-his face, once familiar, now as repulsive as a traitor\u2019s snarl. She wished she could tear him limb from limb.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Summoning every ounce of strength, her throat burned like wildfire as she strained to force out a single word.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLeave!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ronan froze, unprepared for such fierce defiance from his broken sister.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Surprise flickered in his eyes before he sighed heavily. \u201cTessa, you\u2019ve grown up. It\u2019s time to be sensible.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
That sanctimonious tone poured fuel onto Tessa\u2019s blazing fury.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her trembling hands clenched the sheets until her knuckles whitened, the seething hatred tightening its grip on her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her lips quivered, desperate to speak but only managing ragged breaths.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Unmoved by the storm within her, Ronan babbled on.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cScarlett grew up with you. You were spoiled, and she was the only one who stayed by your side. I don\u2019t want to see you lose your only friend.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd I believe Scarlett. What happened back then wasn\u2019t intentional. She must regret it deeply. Let\u2019s just stop digging into it, okay?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou two are friends. Don\u2019t you remember how kind and innocent Scarlett is?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Every syllable was a dull blade dragging across Tessa\u2019s bleeding heart.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her wide eyes pierced Ronan as if he were a stranger.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In her soul, she screamed: Friends? The woman who turned me into a lifeless husk, who imprisoned Riley with lies-how could she be a friend?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett kind and innocent?\u00a0<\/p>\n
The cruelest joke she had ever heard.\u00a0<\/p>\n
If not for overhearing that wicked father-daughter conspiracy by accident, maybe she too would have believed in Scarlett\u2019s fa\u00e7ade.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But the truth clawed its way out: it was that vile secret that condemned her to this fate.\u00a0<\/p>\n
rn, Jan\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 422\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even more absurd, the fools who called themselves her family-her mother and Kael-continued to shield\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett, burying their own daughter and sister beneath lies and pain.\u00a0<\/p>\n
One day, they would drown in regret for their foolishness.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Retribution.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was coming.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It always comes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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