The Wrong Girl and the Wronged Girl (Stella and Ethan) novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115 Just Let Me

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Susan stepped out, leaving just Ethan and Lillian alone in the room.

Lillian glanced at Ethan, guilt in her eyes. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you worry.”

Ethan pulled over a chair and sat beside her bed with a sigh. “Why did you sneak out! Do you have any idea how worried everyone was–especially Madam Susan?”

Lillian lowered her head as tears rolled down her cheeks. “I just… I can’t take the smell anymore, Ethan. You don’t know how hopeless that disinfectant makes me feel. The moment I walked into this hospital, it felt like the whole world shut down. I can’t feel the sun. It’s like I’m cut off from everything. I don’t want to stay here. I just can’t

Only someone who’d been seriously ill–who’d spent long stretches confined to a hospital room–could understand how hopeless that felt.

Lillian’s life hadn’t been easy to begin with.

She didn’t want Stell:

Stella to have it good… But the truth was, she wasn’t doing any better herself

Hearing her break down, Ethan’s brow tightened. “Even so, you can’t just run off like that.”

“What choice did 1 have? Would you have let me leave! Of course not, she snapped.

“You’re in no condition right now. Even if you do leave, we have to prep everything. The team, the equipment–everything has to be ready”

They’d need a full medical team, the necessary equipment, and access to immediate testing–everything had to be in place. That was why Ethan had been trying to buy Verdant Villa. Lillian’s current care involved almost twenty medical staff. The estate was big enough to hold them all and still make space for a dedicated treatment room.

Lillian looked away, her voice trembling “So what–you think I’ll ever make it out of here? That I’ll just… die in this place?”

“Don’t say that,” Ethan snapped, his voice low and sharp

Lillian went quiet immediately.

Her Eyes welled

up again, and Ethan’s heart

see several strands come loose in his handled even more. He sighed, reached over, and gently ruffled her hair–only to

Lillian saw it, too. Her body began to shake. “Ethan…” Her voice cracked. “My hair.

He held back the pain in his chest. “It’s okay. Once you’re better, it’ll grow back.”

-wille “Will it?” she asked, her voice barely holding together.

To her. losing hair wasn’t just about appearance–it felt like her body was giving up. When it started falling out from illness, it was like a warning sign that things were only getting worse.

“I’m really scared,” she whispered.

Ethan said nothing

“I want to leave the hospital,” she said, broken. She never mentioned the real reason she’d run away–and Ethan didn’t press

her

Looking at her pale, devastated expression, Ethan let out a quiet breath and gently pulled her into his arms. “Okay. We’ll get

you out. Soon.”

“Ethan ”

“I promise.” he said “I have you discharged within a week. Deal?”

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Chapter 115 Just Let Me Go Home

And for the first time in days, she felt a little peace settle in her chest.

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She really didn’t want to stay in the hospital. The smell of disinfectant filled her with endless dread. It terrified her. She j wanted out. And she was terrified she wouldn’t make it in time.

Back at S

Stella’s side.

Abraham had returned. The two of them sat across from each other, and Stella felt a little uneasy

under his gaze.

“What’s with that look?” she asked, glancing at him.

Abraham, a little buzzed from the wine, smirked. “So you like old men now? Planning to inherit someone’s fortune?”

Stella was speechless. Great, Just great. Seriously, when did he even get back Of all the things to overhear, of course it had to be that part.

“Come on, I was just messing with Ethan! He said the owner of Verdant Villa was some 66–year–old man–I was just trying to get under his skin, that’s all.” She rushed to explain. Especially with Abraham. If she didn’t clear this up fast, she’d be the one paying the price.

Stella had no interest in paying the price for a misunderstanding.

Abraham chuckled at her explanation, then pulled her into his arms. His fingers, warm and steady, traced along her jaw. “Ethan really hasn’t figured it out yet, has he? Still clueless about who actually owns Verdant Villa?”

Stella huffed. Clearly not.”

With Abraham, she never held back–she always laid things out plain. But with Ethan? Yeah, she had no patience left.

He and his family were always so full of themselves–cutting off her credit cards, threatening to shut down her business, doing everything they could to block her path forward.

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