No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172 Bring Isla With You

A sharp sting shot through Ethan’s cheek, followed by the metallic taste of blood filling his mouth, leaving his mind completely blank for a split second.

He staggered, barely catching himself, and looked at Mason in total disbelief.

No one had ever dared lay a finger on him since he was a kid.

“Ethan!” Mason’s voice was strained. “So this is what you meant by treating her well?”

Ethan thought of the vows he’d made before. His face slowly turned pale.

The noise of their argument finally woke the person on the hospital bed.

Amelia opened her eyes.

Ethan noticed she was awake. He looked at her, guilt written all over his face, and spoke anxiously. “Amelia, you—”

“You shouldn’t be here.”

Amelia cut him off without any hesitation.

A dull ache tightened around Ethan’s heart.

He forced himself to ignore that strange discomfort and stubbornly pressed on. “Why did you get hurt? There were so many people at home. How could you have fallen down the stairs?”

Hearing his question, a mocking smile appeared on Amelia’s pale lips.

She rolled her eyes and answered flatly. “Isla pushed me.”

Ethan’s first reaction wasn’t doubt or consideration–it was outright denial.

“No way!” He blurted out. “Isla isn’t even six yet! She’s just a little kid. There’s no way she could do something like that!”

Watching him rush to defend Isla, the look in Amelia’s eyes grew even colder.

She let out a soft laugh that pulled at her wounds, making her wince in pain, but her voice only got sharper.

“So you’re saying I broke my own leg and nearly died just to frame a kid who’s not even six?”

Ethan was at a complete loss for words.

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He stared at the bandages on Amelia’s head, then met her icy gaze.

He couldn’t come up with a single argument.

Who would go that far just to frame a child?

But if Amelia wasn’t lying, then Isla must really have done it.

Ethan was hit with a wave of doubt and uncertainty.

Mason, who had been silently watching, shoved him back with disgust.

“Ethan,” he said coldly, “I don’t care what’s going on in your head. You’re going to get rid of Hannah and her vicious daughter right now! Otherwise, don’t blame me for taking things into my own hands!”

There was no mistaking the threat in Mason’s voice.

Ethan knew he wasn’t joking.

He left the room in silence, his face grim.

Standing alone in the cold, empty hallway, the pain from Mason’s punch and the mess in his heart made it hard for him to breathe.

He pulled out his phone, found Hannah’s number, and called her.

The phone was picked up almost immediately, and Hannah’s familiar gentle voice came through. “Ethan? What’s wrong?”

“You need to come to the hospital right now. Bring Isla with you.”

Hannah was clearly caught off guard, but quickly replied with just the right note of surprise. “Isla? Didn’t you take her to school this morning? What happened? Why are you in such a rush?”

“Then go pick her up from school!” Ethan snapped, all patience gone. “Hurry up!”

He hung up right after saying that.

As the dial tone sounded in her ear, the sweetness and surprise vanished from Hannah’s face, replaced by a cold, dark look.

She guessed what had happened immediately.

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