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Luke was unusually calm. He settled into the chair beside the hospital bed and looked at Scarlett, who was covered in fresh bruises. \u201cMy sister had a high\u2013risk exposure,\u201d he stated flatly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That evening, Lucy had been assisting her attending physician in surgery when she accidentally nicked through her glove\u2013and into her own skin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The patient on the table happened to be HIV\u2013positive.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The operating room had erupted into chaos.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Scarlett heard this, a flicker of concern still passed through her eyes. \u201cDid she start post- exposure prophylaxis?\u201d she asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
C\u00a0<\/p>\n
Luke didn\u2019t answer. Instead, he leaned closer. \u201cYou must be feeling pretty satisfied, aren\u2019t you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett was taken aback. \u201cWhat?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing her shocked expression, Luke sneered. \u201cWhy so surprised? Wasn\u2019t it you who encouraged her to pursue medicine?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett stayed silent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was true\u2013she had urged Lucy to follow her own dreams.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her silence only fueled Luke\u2019s anger. \u201cMy sister could\u2019ve married well and lived an easy life. But because of you, she insisted on this path. And look where it got her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He paused, letting the words hang.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After a few seconds, he added coldly, \u201cScarlett, if anything happens to my sister, do think my family will let you walk away from this?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
you really\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett met his gaze with a bitter smile. \u201cEven without this, your family was never going to let me off the hook, was it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Luke stared at her, saying nothing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The prolonged silence began to unnerve her. Warily, she asked, \u201cWhat do you plan to do?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As soon as the words left her mouth, Luke stood up. His face was stony. \u201cI don\u2019t hit women,\u201d he said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before Scarlett could process what he meant, he called toward the door, \u201cCome in.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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The ward door opened, and a young woman walked in.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It took Scarlett a moment to recognize her\u2013Naomi.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Naomi approached the bed, a cold smile on her lips. \u201cMs. Theron, long time no see. I hope you haven\u2019t forgotten me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
How could Scarlett forget? At that charity event, Damian had utterly humiliated Naomi.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before Scarlett could respond, Luke ordered, \u201cDo it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
On cue, Naomi cracked her knuckles and\u2013much like Amanda had earlier\u2013began hitting Scarlett without restraint.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Weak and drained, Scarlett was now utterly vulnerable, like a fish on a cutting board.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ever since Damian had humiliated her that day, Naomi had held a grudge. She\u2019d sworn to get\u00a0<\/p>\n
even.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Now, she held nothing back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Watching Scarlett weakened and unable to fight back, Naomi felt a surge of vindication.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou looked so proud when Damian shielded you that day,\u201d Naomi spat, yanking Scarlett\u2019s hair to force her head up. \u201cCall him now. Let\u2019s see if he comes to rescue you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She sneered. \u201cWhat kind of man do you think Damian is? Do you really believe he cares about you? Once he\u2019s bored, he won\u2019t even remember your name.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
With that, she slapped Scarlett hard across the face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When her hand grew tired, she pinched Scarlett\u2019s cheeks roughly. \u201cSuch a hard face\u2013it\u2019s hurting my hand.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After shaking out her fingers, she resumed slapping. \u201cEven if I killed you right here in this hospital room today, I doubt Damian would bother showing up.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Throughout it all, Luke stood by, watching coldly without a hint of mercy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing how late it had gotten, Luke finally spoke up, \u201cEnough. We\u2019re leaving.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Naomi stopped but pouted in protest. \u201cLuke, I\u2019m not done yet.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She sidled up to him, clinging to his arm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Luke glanced at her, his voice icy. \u201cWhat? Do you actually want to kill her?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Naomi shook his arm, her tone sickly sweet. \u201cCould I?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing she was half\u2013serious, Luke scoffed. \u201cAnd if you did, would you take the blame?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Naomi pouted and fell silent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Luke turned his attention back to Scarlett. She lay flat on the bed, her face a mess of bruises and cuts, blood trickling from her nose. Beneath the torn hospital gown, fresh blood stained the inside of her thigh.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Naomi had shown no mercy; the gown was ripped nearly to shreds, barely covering her..\u00a0<\/p>\n
Now Scarlett lay helpless and broken, every shallow breath sending sharp pain through her body.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing her in such a battered, half\u2013conscious state, some of the pent\u2013up anger in Luke\u2019s heart finally began to subside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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