Sean put her in the back seat and started the car.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nina was conscious, but her body was burning up, alternating between hot and cold, her teeth chattering softly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She tried to open her eyes to see, but she just couldn\u2019t.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A phone rang, and she heard Sean\u2019s urgent voice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat? Isabelle has a fever? I\u2019m coming back right now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Something inside her felt hollow. Nina shed a single, scalding tear that landed on her arm, burning hot.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The car returned to the apartment. Sean got out hurriedly, his movements rushed, without a moment\u2019s hesitation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nina clutched her mother\u2019s photo frame, waiting and waiting.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She waited until it was almost dawn, but Sean never came back down.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her body was still burning hot. Nina was now trembling from the fever. With shaky hands, she pulled out her phone and called for an ambulance.\u00a0<\/p>\n
While waiting for the ambulance, every minute felt like an eternity. Her limbs felt like lead, unable to move, and her skin was on fire, as if being eaten by countless tiny bugs.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Thankfully, the ambulance arrived quickly. Nina felt a wave of relief, as if she\u2019d found her lifeline, and closed her\u00a0<\/p>\n
eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When she opened her eyes again, the smell of disinfectant instantly filled her nostrils.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nina struggled to sit up, but before she could react, a sharp, stinging pain spread across her face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She looked at the person in disbelief. Sean was staring at her, his face dark, his eyes filled with disgust.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His disgusted look stung Nina instantly. She gripped the bedsheet tightly, \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sean looked at her like she was trash, his tone mocking, \u201cYou\u2019ve got some nerve, opening Isabelle\u2019s window to make her sick.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nina froze for a moment, then retorted, \u201cI didn\u2019t.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After she said that, Sean\u2019s expression grew even darker.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou also switched Isabelle\u2019s medicine. She had an attack last night and almost died!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nina didn\u2019t know why Sean would think it was her. Her throat was dry, but she still said, \u201cI didn\u2019t.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter\u00a0<\/p>\n
284 Vouchers\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing her refuse to admit it, Sean\u2019s anger intensified. He sneered, \u201cFine, you won\u2019t admit it, huh?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He saw the photo frame on the table, a smirk playing on his lips as he picked it up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Nina saw his movement, alarm bells went off in her head. \u201cWhat are you doing?!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m going to show you what happens when you bully Isabelle.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As soon as he finished speaking, Sean let go of the photo frame.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Smash!\u00a0<\/p>\n
The glass of the frame shattered into pieces.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nina\u2019s heart clenched painfully. \u201cDon\u2019t!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She reached to pick it up, but Sean was faster. He hooked the photo out of the frame with his large hand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then Sean looked at Nina, smirked, and tore the photo in half, then into quarters, until it was completely unrecogniz\u00a0<\/p>\n
able.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In that moment, Nina heard the sound of her own heart breaking.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her cry was one of extreme sorrow, filled with grief.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She watched helplessly as Sean tossed the pieces out the window. A gust of wind blew them away, leaving no trace.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nina stared blankly, her shoulders slumped. It was as if her soul had been ripped from her body, and she collapsed onto the bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her fingers curled unconsciously, digging her nails deep into her palms, as if trying to mask the pain in her heart with physical pain.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When she turned around, she saw Isabelle standing in the doorway, a triumphant, taunting smile on her face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A chill ran through her, and Nina\u2019s fingertips were ice\u2013cold.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At this point, what wasn\u2019t there to understand?\u00a0<\/p>\n
So her innocence and kindness were just an act, but Nina didn\u2019t understand what she had done to offend her, to make her want revenge like this.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It turned out she had orchestrated the whole thing herself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nina watched coldly as Sean held Isabelle tenderly, while Isabelle, with red\u2013rimmed eyes, said that Nina must have suffered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIt must be a mistake. Nina would never hurt me, Sean.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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22:54\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter\u00a0<\/p>\n
F\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 9\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland\u2019s breathtaking cold.<\/p>\n
Loomwood Galleries Framed Pilgrim Murals by Iris Vaughn 8 Sean put her in the back seat and started the car.\u00a0 […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[68],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-24297","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-girl-in-the-shadows-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24297","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=24297"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24297\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=24297"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=24297"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=24297"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}