I Stopped Fighting for Love, and Love Finally Fought for Me novel Chapter 3

Let the past remain in the past?

Don't hold onto this?-

Willow trembled violently, a suffocating agony tearing her heart to shreds.

Her lips quivered as she struggled to form a coherent sentence. "So... what you're saying is... I just lost my sight, but she... she had to stand in the rain for three hours and got sick, right?"

Julian instinctively avoided Willow's gaze.

"Tsk."

Quinn clicked her tongue mockingly from within his embrace.

She lifted her stunning, malicious face, looking right over Julian's shoulder at Willow, a smirk playing on her crimson lips. "What he means is, me running you over and blinding you wasn't really a big deal."

"After all..."

"It was just a little bet between him and me."

"Back then, your precious Julian was so protective, saying you were his bottom line and that if I touched you again, he'd kill me."

Quinn giggled. "I didn't believe him, so I made a bet—I bet that if I ran you over, we'd see if he killed me first or fell in love with me first."

She glanced at the marriage certificates on the coffee table. "Well, you can see the results for yourself."

A loud ringing erupted in Willow's ears, like a gong striking inside her skull.

Her throat seized as a metallic taste surged up, burning her esophagus.

She clenched her teeth, forcing the mouthful of blood back down.

A bet?

She remembered how Julian had caressed her blind eyes and whispered, 'Our families can't afford a complete fallout yet. But I won't let her get away with this. This was the last time.'