The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 130

“You’re not going to the hospital?” Gavin glanced up from his phone, his thumb still scrolling through the news. “They’re saying Adelina fractured her leg.”

Falling from that height, getting away with just a fracture was almost a miracle. But Adelina wasn’t just anyone. She was the Green family’s little princess, soon to be Mrs. James. Both families were in a panic. Belinda was already on the phone with orthopedic specialists overseas, trying to get the best doctors for Adelina.

“I’m not going,” Catherine said quietly. She shifted her legs, trying to shake off the soreness. “I barely know Adelina. There’s no reason for me to be there.”

Deep down, she knew Adelina probably didn’t want to see her, either.

“I can drive you home,” Gavin offered, pulling his car keys from his pocket. “Are you sure you can walk? Do you want me to help?”

Catherine shook her head. “No, really, I’m fine. I can do it myself.”

She was pale, her voice shaky. Even standing still seemed to take effort.

Gavin frowned. “I don’t feel right letting you leave like this.” He tried to reassure her. “Everyone’s already left. Nobody’s going to see me driving you.”

To the guests at the engagement party, Catherine was a stranger. To Lance, she was just another employee, nothing compared to Adelina.

Even though both she and Adelina had fallen, no one even glanced her way. It was like she was invisible.

Catherine had gotten used to being overlooked, but the ache inside her chest was hard to ignore.

“I’m sorry, Gavin. I just want to be alone for a while.”

She turned away, legs wobbling beneath her, each step slow and unsteady, as if she were walking on clouds.

Gavin watched her go, shaking his head. He couldn’t help but feel sorry for Lance, who clearly had no idea what he was missing.

Suddenly, something dark in the corner of the stairs caught his eye. He walked over and picked it up. It was a broken high heel. He examined it closely, noticing the obvious glue residue at the break.

His brows knitted together. Without another word, he hurried off to the security office to check the surveillance footage.

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“She fractured her leg,” he said, his voice low and cold, the cigarette pressed between his lips.

Sophia let out a small “oh.” She seemed relieved about her grandmother’s blood pressure coming down. “Alright, then. Don’t worry about us. Just take care of Adelina.”

She hung up.

Lance put his phone away and crushed out his cigarette, the faint glow dying in his dark eyes. His face looked even gloomier.

“Adelina’s always been terrified of pain,” Sarah said, sniffling as tears rolled down her cheeks. “She probably held it all in just so we wouldn’t worry about her. Belinda, isn’t she the sweetest girl?”

Belinda nodded, her face full of worry. “Adelina has always been so considerate. Don’t worry. I’ve already arranged for the best doctors. She won’t have any lasting problems.”

“How can I not worry?” Sarah shot back, her words sharp. “Ever since she got involved with Lance, has she ever had a single peaceful day? First the attacks online, and now this…”

She didn’t say it outright, but the blame in her voice was obvious. In her eyes, Catherine was the reason Adelina was hurt.