He Gave Me Hearing, Then Taught Me What Silence Really Means novel Chapter 108

The netizens' hearts completely broke for Audrey, and they unleashed an even more relentless wave of vile curses at Juniper.

Gripping her phone, Juniper sat quietly on the edge of the bed, wrapping her arms around her knees as she stared out the window.

All she could do was wait. Wait for the police to find the truth.

Her phone buzzed. It was a text from Alistair Vaughn.

[Where are you?]

When it came to crises like this, Juniper was never the type to crumble.

Perhaps the endless trials over the years had hardened her. She didn't feel sorry for herself right now; she only felt a burning rage and an urgent desperation to uncover the truth.

She texted him her current hotel location.

Outside, the sky had completely darkened. The luxury hotel offered room service, so she ordered a simple meal before painfully dragging herself into the bathroom for a shower.

When she stepped out, the sight of a man waiting in her room gave her a massive fright, nearly causing her to trip over the small step.

Nelson caught her securely in his arms, his other hand smoothly snatching her crutch.

She balanced on one leg, her gaze snapping to the keycard in his hand. He must have demanded a spare from the front desk.

Her face hardened. "Get out."

Nelson effortlessly scooped her up in his arms and deposited her onto the bed. "Is your leg still hurting?"

She instinctively yanked the duvet up, covering her lower half as if fending off a predator.

Nelson let out a dark, amused chuckle and crouched in front of her. "What? You think I'm trying to jump you?"

She had been entirely composed while facing the wrath of the internet, but a single, flippant comment from Nelson instantly ignited her fury.

She swung her hand to slap him, but he easily caught her wrist.

He remained crouched by the bed. Even though she was physically looking down at him, his gaze was predatory, sharp, and overwhelmingly dominant.

It took every ounce of Juniper's willpower to hold back her tears. She grabbed the nearest pillow and smashed it as hard as she could against Nelson's head.

She looked like she had finally snapped, swinging the pillow rapidly and violently.

Nelson was forced back several steps. The pillow didn't actually hurt, but the fact that he had rushed over here only to be treated with absolute disgust made him incredibly irritable.

He snatched the pillow from her grip and tossed it back onto the bed.

Juniper stood there, pale and trembling, gasping for breath.

She was supposed to be the crazy one, the one completely out of control, the one who wanted to rip him to shreds. Yet, tears were openly streaming down her cheeks.

She stumbled backward in a daze and collapsed onto the mattress.

Standing a few feet away, Nelson suddenly felt a sharp, suffocating pain seize his chest.

His hand flew to his heart, his own lips turning pale.