Restoring a Life After Seven Years of Wrong Love novel Chapter 232

"I'm fine. Just lie back down and rest. Try not to get worked up."

Jabez carefully helped her lie back against the pillows.

"Ah, it hurts." Willow looked down at her left hand. "Jabez, my hand..."

Her voice trembled, her long eyelashes fluttering in panic.

"The doctor said you'll be fine. It won't affect your career."

Trent Sterling and Flint Quinn rushed into the room to visit.

After offering his sympathies, Trent rubbed his chin in thought. "Was that guy targeting you, Jabez, or was he after Willow?"

"Hard to say," Jabez replied thoughtfully.

"Have you offended anyone recently, Ms. Huxley?" Flint offered helpfully.

"No."

Willow shook her head, then paused as if something had just occurred to her, biting her lip.

"You've only just returned to the country, and you're always so nice to everyone. Logically, you shouldn't have any enemies," Trent reasoned from the sofa.

Noticing her hesitant expression, he leaned forward.

"If you have a suspect in mind, just say it. Jabez will definitely handle it for you."

Flint nodded. "Exactly. After all, you got hurt trying to save Mr. Shelby."

"Ms. Yeats has always suspected that I teamed up with Blythe Lovell to set her up. Do you think she might be trying to get back at me by ruining my hand?"

Willow lowered her gaze, letting her long lashes conceal the true emotion in her eyes. "But that's just a guess. She knows how important a restorer's hands are. She'd never do something so cruel... I'm probably just overthinking it."

Jabez's eyes darkened, his lips pressing into a grim line.

Trent thought she made a fair point. Yvette certainly had the motive.

Seeing Willow putting on such a brave, fragile front, Flint felt a pang of pity for her.

"There's something I'm not sure if I should bring up."

Jabez looked up. "Spit it out, Mr. Quinn."

"Yvette has moved in with the Sutton family."

The words hung in the air.

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