Chapter 84 Take Responsibility
Wynette’s hand was still frozen mid–air.
She’d only made the motion. She hadn’t actually touched Lorelei at all.
And yet here Lorelei was, pulling this stunt. The lengths this woman would go to just to get at her. including turning herself into collateral damage, were genuinely staggering.
Wynette could freely admit she’d never have that kind of resolve.
She stood her ground and watched Lorelei wailing on the floor with nothing but cold contempt on her face.
This particular move of hers never seemed to get old.
Lorelei never tired of it, and Wynette was already exhausted just watching it.
What was different this time was that Noah, who should’ve rushed forward in a panic, didn’t move a single inch.
His gaze never once drifted to Lorelei.
He just stared at Wynette with an unreadable expression, his mind stuck entirely on the fact that she’d come to the hospital for Adriel.
Lorelei noticed that Noah’s eyes were locked on Wynette and that he wasn’t sparing her so much as a glance, and she cried louder for it.
Wynette’s contempt sharpened. She pulled her gaze away without hurry and said, cool and cutting, “Instead of performing on the floor, you should get that ankle looked at. If it actually gets permanently damaged, that’s going to be a real problem for you.”
She turned away after that.
Noah moved to follow her, and Wynette stopped him cold.
She looked at him with undisguised revulsion. “Noah, you brought her here. Have some self–respect.”
Noah stilled. He finally, actually looked at Lorelei, crumpled on the floor with her hands wrapped around her ankle, still wailing.
Her ankle was visibly deformed. This time, it wasn’t an act.
Noah took one look and forgot about Wynette entirely. He swept down, gathered Lorelei into his arms, and rushed her straight back to the emergency room.
Wynette watched him barrel past her with Lorelei in his arms and felt nothing but a bone–deep weariness at the sight.
She walked to the payment window, processed the admission forms without dawdling, and returned to the hospital room with the coldness still sitting on her face.
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Adriel’s color was marginally better than when she’d left.
The right knot in her chest eased up just a little.
“Why do you look like that?” Adriel noticed her mood the moment she walked back in.
Wynette met his eyes and said, “Nothing. Just ran into a couple of strays on the way. They made a lot of
noise.”
She didn’t mention Noah or Lorelei by name.
Not that it mattered, because Adriel already knew.
A full minute before she’d walked back in, Gavin had sent him the video of the three of them arguing in the lobby.
Adriel had already had Gavin escort both of them out of the building.
If they were going to rattle Wynette’s composure, they’d forfeited their right to stay.
Wynette had no idea any of that had happened. Her mind was already drifting to the news story from earlier that evening.
“Wynette.”
She snapped back to the present at the sound of her name. “What? Yeah, I’m here. What is it?”
She’d been too deep in her own thoughts. She hadn’t heard him calling her the first few times.
ifted in
Adriel’s expression had already something faintly displeased.
He’d called her name several times, and she hadn’t heard a single one. She had to be thinking about something, or someone, and the thought that it might be Noah sat in his chest like a stone.
The possibility alone was enough to sour his mood entirely.
“Aren’t you supposed to be here taking care of a patient?” Adriel asked, his voice carrying a hint of petulance. “I’ve been calling you and you didn’t even hear me. Where’s your head right now?”
The grievance that crept into his tone by the end was very real.
Wynette stared at him for a moment, genuinely at a loss. Did the fall rattle something loose in there?
Adriel saw her not responding and leaned further into it, his voice going soft and faint and suffering. “I want some water.”
Wynette poured him a cup and helped him take a few sips, supporting him as he drank.
She kept her voice gentle. “More?”
Adriel shook his head and sank back against the pillow, fixing her with the most pitiful look he could manage. “You’re staying tonight, right? I mean, I hit my head, and half of that is technically your fault. I’m
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not letting you off the hook for this. You owe me.”
The grievance from before had completely evaporated from his face.
This can’t be real.
There was a touch of drowsy petulance in his
Noah liked leaking things to the press. Fine.
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