She's Too Busy Winning to Watch Him Cry novel Chapter 359

Caspian carefully guided the wheelchair, navigating the smooth paths of the hospital's lush gardens. The burning question that had been eating at Lyra for so long was right on the tip of her tongue, but she just couldn't force the words out.

Cas, deep down... have you always hated me?

She finally mustered her courage to speak, only to run straight into Jasmine and Elara.

Jasmine was still recovering, relying heavily on crutches as she walked with a fragile, unsteady gait. But she had always been aggressively resilient, bearing the crushing weight of her family's survival and a brand-new corporate empire entirely on her own shoulders. She simply didn't have the luxury to rest.

A mocking sneer pulled at Caspian's lips. "She really is fiercely independent. An absolute perfect match for my brother."

Spotting them, Elara charged over, her face twisted in rage. "Lyra Fairchild, did you orchestrate my cousin's car crash?"

Lyra met her furious glare dead-on. "Does that mean your cousin orchestrated mine?"

"You brought this entirely on yourself, you vicious bitch!" Elara shrieked.

"Elara, stop!" Jasmine intervened sharply. Her gaze shifted to the young man pushing the wheelchair. "This is Rowan's younger brother."

The absolute viciousness evaporated from Elara's demeanor in a heartbeat. Her arrogant bravado vanished without a trace as she shamelessly looked Caspian up and down. With his clean, aristocratic features, refined aura, and gentle eyes, he looked like a soft-spoken, accommodating man—the exact type who would completely submit to his wife after marriage.

Slapping on a sickeningly sweet smile, Elara immediately tried to strike up a conversation. "Which university do you go to?"

Caspian's eyes were as cold as glaciers. Without a shred of emotion, he delivered his brutal verdict. "Go away, you ugly freak."

The Jameson brothers were utterly ruthless. One had told her she belonged with a crude, repulsive blind date, and now the other was flat-out calling her ugly to her face. The back-to-back insults shattered her fragile ego, and tears of bitter humiliation welled in her eyes, threatening to spill over.

She firmly believed she was adorable, even if she wasn't as drop-dead gorgeous as her cousin. To be called ugly was devastating. The thought alone was enough to make her legitimately sob.

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