Donovan grimaced in pain. "Noelle, have you gone out of your mind?"
Noelle wiped at her lips, her hair a mess. Her eyes glinted coldly.
She said calmly, "You forced me to do this!"
Lucas helped Xenia up. Her face was swollen and her hair was sticking up.
She wailed, "Donovan, you must help me. She hit me!"
Donovan felt like he was being yanked in two opposing directions. He said to Noelle, "Why aren't you apologizing already?"
"An apology?"
Noelle grabbed a vase and threw it at Donovan. "Xenia was the one who made the first move. Why is it me who needs to apologize? Why? I'm not offering a fucking apology!"
The last thread of her sanity snapped. She grabbed everything in sight and threw them around while scolding, "Since young, this has been the case. Every time Xenia cries, I'm supposed to apologize. What the fuck am I apologizing for? Tell me. What have I owed you lot?"
Noelle destroyed everything she could get her hands on in the room while eyeing everyone darkly.
In the end, Noelle grabbed the IV stand and glared at everyone. "I dare you to say that again. What apology? I didn't hear you just now?"
She would not let them guilt trip her. She'd just go mad. How freeing!
…
The room was like a warzone. No one dared to say a word.
Donovan looked at the mess and said, "Frank, look at how you've pampered her?"
She flung stuff around at the tiniest provocation! How could this be?
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