Alvera,the Revenger,Married the Billionaire novel Chapter 33

Alvera looked at him coldly and emotionlessly. 

Roland stepped into the room and frowned as he looked at her bruised face. "What happened to you?"

Alvera smiled. "Aren't you supposed to be with the other woman? Why are you here?"

"I'm asking the questions here. What happened to you, and how did you get those injuries?"

She laughed. "I think you know exactly what happened, Mr Francois."

"Don't laugh," he said angrily. "It's not funny."

"Life is short, I'd rather spend the rest of my days laughing."

Her words angered him, but he could not do anything to her.

"Fine, laugh all you like, but tell me what happened to you. Who beat you up?"

Alvera shook her head dismissively. "I don't know. I was just sitting on the beach, then someone covered my head and beat me up."

Roland gritted his teeth in frustration. He was furious at the thought of someone beating up his woman.

He would not spare those b*stards.

"Why did you call me and hang up suddenly?" He asked.

"I'm worried about taking up your time that you could have spent with your beloved. I'm considerate, aren't I?"

"I only see Andrina once a day," Roland said coldly. "There's no need to make such a big deal out of this."

Alvera smiled. "I don't care."

Suddenly, there was a loud thud at the door. Samuel's voice came from the doorway. "This wheelchair is too..."

He trailed off when he saw Roland in the room.

Samuel's expression turned cold as he shoved the wheelchair to a side, strode up to Roland and grabbed him by the collar. "How dare you come here! Haven't you hurt Alvera enough?"

...

Roland's eyes were cold. "Let go."

Alvera, also startled by his actions, shouted, "Samuel, let him go!"

Samuel ignored them. "Roland Francois, I know you're very influential here in Calgary, and you can get me in trouble easily, but I have to warn you, Alvera has been through a lot. Stop making things hard for her, or you'll regret it."

Roland pushed Samuel away and said coldly, "I won't regret what I've done. Who do you think you are to warn me?"

"Samuel!" Alvera yelled warningly as Samuel surged forward again.

He turned and look at her. Alvera frowned and shook her head, pleading with him with her eyes.

She did not want Samuel to get in trouble because of her.

Samuel took a deep breath and stopped in his tracks.

"Bring the wheelchair over," Alvera said.

Samuel turned around and brought the wheelchair to the side of the bed. "Where does hurt less? Let me help you."

"You don't have to do that," she said, laughing. "You can just watch me inch my way there."

Roland watched as she laughed. Her laugh was relaxed when she was around Samuel.

Both Alvera and Samuel seemed to have forgotten about him, which irritated him.

He couldn't help wondering if Samuel was her first love she mentioned, since she was so worried about hiim.

He felt anger welling up uncontrollably in him at that thought.

He pushed Samuel away and picked Alvera up.

His sudden movement aggravated her wounds. Alvera closed her eyes and gritted her teeth in pain.

"Don't touch her!" Samuel yelled. "It's painful for her!"

Roland had already placed her in the wheelchair before he finished speaking.

Alvera took a deep breath and smiled up at him, her brows wet with sweat. "Thank you, Mr. Francois. Samuel, let's go."

Samuel glared at Roland coldly and wheeled her out of the room.

Roland frowned. "Painful for her..." he recalled.

Alvera never told him she was in pain.

Outside the inspection room, Samuel was annoyed when he saw that Roland did not follow them. 

"Why did you stop me just now?" He asked.

"Your dad didn't approve of our friendship in the first place," she replied. "If your family had gotten in trouble with Roland again because of me, he won't let you see me again. I don't want that to happen."

"Anyway, what's done is done, I'm already beaten up," she continued lightly. "There's no point getting angry with Roland. He's dead set on pretending that he doesn't know Andrina did this. You're just setting yourself up and giving him power over you if you try and beat him up."

Samuel looked at her and lowered his head. "You've really changed."

"Everyone changes."

Samuel crouched down by her wheelchair and looked up at her. "Alvera, what happens after you've gotten your revenge? Can you go back to how you were?"

She lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Samuel took her hand. "Don't forget how you were before all these happened. You have to come back, okay?"

She smiled and nodded, but she knew deep down in her heart that she could never be the same.

After the check up, Samuel sent her back to the ward. Roland had already left.

Alvera told him to go home, but he refused to leave.

Knowing that she couldn't change her mind, Alvera didn't insist. There was a separate bed for him in the room anyway.

Just as she settled down to rest, Samuel's phone rang.

The call was from his father. Samuel picked up the phone. "Dad."

They spoke over the phone for a while.

When he finally hung up and turned to her, Alvera smiled at him. "Go home."

Samuel sighed. "Yeah, I should. If I don't, my dad will come here and take me home. Are you sure you'll be fine alone?"

"Of course. There are so many nurses around."

"I'll keep my phone with me at all times. Call me if you need anything."

She nodded. Samuel was still concerned, but he left.

Alvera smiled, knowing that Samuel was the only person in the world who cared about her.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Neither of them slept well that night.

Alvera could not toss and turn in her bed because of her pain, but she barely slept at all.

...

She heard the nurse coming in to take her temperature several times during the night.

At daybreak, when the nurse came in again, she gave up trying to sleep and got up.

Roland woke up from the sofa as well with a disgruntled expression. 

It was clear that he also did not sleep well last night.

He turned to Alvera, who pursed her lips and greeted him, "Good morning."

Roland ignored her.

He took out his phone and called Terry. "Terry, hire a private nurse to take care of Alvera."

After hanging up, he stood up and said, "I've gotten someone to look into what happened last night. I'll get to the bottom of this."

"Get to the bottom of this? You can't," she laughed. "I don't think you should bother with the investigation, you'll just be disappointed."

"So you know who did this to you?"

Alvera pursed her lips. "No."

"You..." He knew she was just trying to annoy her.

He didn't want to argue with her anymore, so he turned around and left.

Alvera stared at the door coldly.

So what if he found out that it was the Earhart family who did this? 

Would he send someone to beat up Andrina?

Obviously not.

She would still be the one who had to compromise in the end anyway.

There was no need for him to waste his efforts.

After breakfast, she lay in bed and drummed her fingers on the bed railings.

After a while, she sat up lazily and called Andrina.

When the call got through, she said sweetly, "My dear sister."

"You b*tch," Andrina said from the other end of the phone, "You have no right to call me your sister!"

"Would you say that in front of Roland?"

"Why would I say that in front of him? Roland will never know that you're just a lowly b*tch to me."

Alvera was not provoked. "I don't really care how you see me, because you're worse than an animal to me. I also don't care whether he knows it or not, like I said, I don't care about your precious boyfriend."

Andrina snorted coldly. "You're so stubborn."

"Whatever. Now, since the Earhart family gave me such a big present last night, it's only right that I return the favour. Check your email for your surprise gift!" 

At that, she hung up the phone and sent a photo to Andrina.