Chapter 157 She No Longer Has Me In Her Heart
Tiffany blinked at Carter and said, “Hi, jinx. You saw it for yourself. Your woman doesn’t wish to see Amelia. Every time Amelia comes to visit you, she’s made to feel embarrassed for her presence. She’s had to feel so aggrieved because of you. Don’t you think you should say something?”
Carter’s expression dimmed in an instant.
Amelia tugged at Tiffany’s clothes, signaling for her to stop. She was only there to visit the patient and did not wish to make the atmosphere awkward.
Jennifer glared fiercely at Tiffany. She never imagined that woman to be a shit-stirrer. How dare she have the audacity to tattletale on me right in front of my face?
“Jennifer, I appreciate you for putting aside your work to take care of me all this while. You must be exhausted. Why don’t you go home and rest?” Carter suggested, visibly upset.
Jennifer’s face fell. She looked at Carter aggrievedly and said, “Carter, are you chasing me away?”
He shook his head. “I don’t want you to be exhausted. You’ve been taking care of me day and night without taking care of yourself. I’m sincerely grateful for that. When I’ve recovered, I’ll invite you and your parents out for a meal. If they agree, I’ll acknowledge you as my god-sister. Should you need my help in the future, I’ll definitely be there.”
Every word that Carter said was one hit after another on Jennifer’s heart. She fell in love with him at first sight. While he was hospitalized, she had practically made the hospital her home simply to take care of him. She even threw aside her ego and reached out to Amelia—the woman she knew he loved. She had put down her pride and dignity aside for him, yet all he was willing to offer her was to be his god-sister.
God-sister my ass!
That had to be the most insulting speech she had ever heard. If she had wanted a god-brother, men would practically line up to apply for the position. Carter was obviously aware of her feelings, yet he suggested something so ludicrous. It was too much.
Jennifer’s heart had turned numb. She chuckled coldly and said, “Carter Scott, I put aside my pride simply because of my love for you. I’ve given up so much for you. Do you really think I did all that to be your god-sister? Why do you have to be so pretentious?”
The temperature in the air cooled as soon as she spoke.
Carter struggled to get up, but his wound hurt with even the slightest movement. He hissed in pain.
Jennifer, who had been feeling aggrieved earlier, immediately rushed up to help him when she saw him in that state. “You’re injured! Will you stop being willful? You’ll ruin your body!”
Carter subtly avoided Jennifer’s touch, which only added to her pain. Facing his constant rejection, she had already been feeling anguished. Seeing that he was actively distancing himself from her, her heart felt like it was being sliced into pieces. That kind of pain was unbearable.
Her eyes surged with wave after wave of rage. But in the next second, it exploded like a broken dam, endless tears rolling down her cheeks.
“Carter Scott, which part of me exactly is so disdainful to you? Why do you have to treat me this way? I’ve poured my heart out to you; even a block of ice would melt one day. And yet, you’re like a piece of steel. Why can’t you feel my love?”
Carter sighed, his face grim. “Jennifer, will you stop making a scene?”
In his perspective, everything Jennifer did for him was unwarranted and a burden.
Jennifer’s emotions were like a roller-coaster, her chest heaving in agitation. “I’m making a scene? Carter Scott, you’re the most cold-blooded man I’ve ever met!” she howled.
Carter acted as if he only saw her distress as an annoyance.
Tiffany hurried forward and held onto Jennifer’s arm. “Ms. Larson, calm down,” she urged. “I had no intention to involve myself with your grievances with Carter Scott. But I can’t stand to watch you lose control. Calm down, calm down. Screaming like a shrew wouldn’t do anything to the fact that he doesn’t love you.”
Had she not mention the last sentence, it would’ve been fine. As soon as she said so, Jennifer’s face scrunched up, her eyes filled with wrath as she glared straight into Tiffany’s eyes.
Tiffany flinched and subconsciously took two steps back. “Ms. Larson, calm down. Don’t act hastily. It doesn’t make you look good.”
Against her intention, Tiffany’s words were like pouring petrol into burning flames. Jennifer’s anger only increased, her chest heaving harder and harder.
Jennifer pointed her index finger at Tiffany and yelled, “Tiffany Winters! Who do you think you are? I am speaking with Carter Scott. Why do you have to interrupt?”
Tiffany wasn’t angry. In fact, she smiled, responding in a gentle tone, “Ms. Larson, don’t misunderstand. I’m merely a passer-by. I’m only interrupting for your own good. Men do not like women who are too assertive and unreasonable. Even if he loves the woman, he’ll eventually get sick of it. Therefore, I’m advising you to calm down.”
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