In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 73

The vase falls on the ground and crashes into pieces.

There seems to be a crack sound on my forehead.

Is my bone fractured?

Blood runs down my forehead. I stand there motionlessly, then Whitney Jordan runs out.

“Miss Noyes, are you okay?”

Whitney Jordan doesn’t expect to hit me, and she looks surprised and scared.

Frances Louis stands at the door and looks at me coldly.

“Frances, drive her to the hospital, she is bleeding!”

My head is buzzing. I look down at the ground, which is stained with blood.

“You drive her to the hospital. I have other business.”

Frances Louis says faintly, and passes me.

The man in front of me is so inhumane that he won't even send me to the hospital. Sure enough, I am of no value to him except in bed.

The man's back gradually blurs, and my body falls back involuntarily.

“Miss Noyes.”

I hear Whitney Jordan exclaim, then I lost consciousness.

When I wake up, I am in the hospital.

Without Whitney Jordan, Steven Song stands in front of me, frowning.

“You silly girl. I left and you got beaten up like this.” Steven Song purses his lips and gives me a disdained look.

Instead, he picks up an apple and begins to peel it skillfully.

“I wasn’t beaten up by anybody. It’s an accident.” I purse my lips.

But it seems that I've been suffering too much lately. I must be careful in the future.

Steven Song shrugs.

“Where is Whitney Jordan?” I ask.

I remember when I fainted, she held me up, so she should have brought me to the hospital.

“I don't know. There was nobody here when I came. You poor little thing.”

I smile and say nothing.

I feel strange about Whitney Jordan's previous behaviors. I thought Whitney Jordan stormed out of the dinner table because she was aloof. But the way she thrown the vase did not look like a lady.

A thought suddenly crosses my mind and makes my heart skip a beat.