Hired a Gigolo Got a Billionaire (Zoey and Christian) novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165

Annabelle’s POV

I had never seen Christian like that before. He sat in the waiting room chair with his head in his hands, sobbing like his whole world had collapsed. And maybe it had. Maybe ours had too.

My sister was behind those doors, fighting for her life, and I couldn’t do a damn thing to help her.

I kept staring at the double doors of the operating room, waiting for someone to come out with good news. But they stayed shut, holding secrets I was terrified to hear.

“Annie, sit down,” Matthew said softly, tugging me toward the chair beside him. “You’ve been pacing for half an hour.”

“I can’t sit still,” I said, but I let him pull me down anyway. “Every time I close my eyes, I see her falling down those stairs. The sound when she hit the floor…”

Matthew squeezed my hand.

“Zoey’s strong. She’s not going anywhere. She’s too damn stubborn to give up now.”

I looked around the room. Joseph sat silently, his face pale and hollow, like he’d aged ten years in the span of a few hours. My parents were huddled together, my mom crying quietly against my dad’s shoulder.

“How could this happen?” I whispered. “It was supposed to be a celebration. Just a wine fair. A good day.”

“It was an accident,” Matthew said, though his voice lacked conviction.

“Was it?” I turned to him. “Zoey’s walked up and down those same stairs a hundred times today. And suddenly she falls? With Elise?”

Christian’s head snapped up. His eyes were bloodshot, raw from crying.

“What are you trying to say, Annie?” he asked, his voice tight.

“I’m saying I don’t believe in coincidences,” I said, the fear in my chest starting to twist into anger. “Elise hates Zoey. We all know that. And now the two of them just happen to fall down the stairs together? Come on.”

Marcus, who’d been speaking quietly with Joseph, walked over.

“Annie, I understand you’re upset, but-”

“Where’s Elise?” I cut him off. “No one’s said a word about her since we got here.”

Marcus hesitated, the kind of pause that already tells you more than the answer will.

“She was brought here too,” he said finally. “She’s in surgery.”

“What kind of surgery?”

“I don’t know the details,” Marcus said carefully. “But she was injured in the fall as well.”

“How convenient,” I muttered.

“Annie…” Matthew started, but I didn’t let him finish.

“No, Matthew, think about it! Elise has done everything she could to hurt Zoey. She sabotaged her, lied about her, tried to destroy her relationship with Christian. And now she just happens to be right there when Zoey ‘accidentally’ falls?”

Christian stood abruptly, his entire body tense.

“You think she’d actually go that far? Deliberately?”

I met his eyes.

“After everything she’s already done? Why is that so hard to believ?” I said bitterly, “You know what she’s capable of. We all do.

I stopped myself before mentioning the car crash-before saying the words that would only make Joseph’s heart give out all over again.

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