The Wrong Girl and the Wronged Girl (Stella and Ethan) novel Chapter 883

“Pardon? What the heck?” Sebastian snapped.

Andy let out a low whistle. “That had to be Marie, right?”

Sebastian fell silent.

Andy snorted. “Serves you right! You’re Derrick’s brother; if Derrick didn’t get beaten, then you’re the one who should’ve been beaten into the hospital for half a month!”

Hearing Sebastian’s drained, defeated tone suddenly made Andy feel a lot better. At least it wasn’t just their side taking the hits.

Same incident, same consequences—things should be fair.

But Sebastian, already furious, almost exploded when Andy said he deserved to spend a month in the hospital.

“You’ve lost your damn mind,” he shot back. Couldn’t the guy wish him something good for once? Why did I even bother knowing people like this?

“Yeah, I’m crazy,” Andy said flatly. “Crazy because of you! You saw how hard she beat us that night—why didn’t you say anything?”

“That’s my brother,” Sebastian said coldly. “You expect me to help you? Who even are you?”

The ice in his tone made Andy’s face twitch.

“Yeah, real helpful of you,” Andy snapped. “Now look at you—half-dead already!”

“Who the heck told you I got beaten up?” Sebastian shot back, his temper flaring.

Half-dead? Hospitalized for a month? Even with his patience, Sebastian was about ready to lose it.

Andy scoffed. “No one had to tell me. Obviously you were beaten!”

If he wasn’t, why did he sound so weak?

Sebastian gritted his teeth. “Sorry to disappoint you, but I wasn’t beaten. Too bad, huh? Guess Marie should’ve finished you off instead.”

“Please,” he added with a bitter laugh, “the unlucky ones are you guys. You were the punching bags she used to vent her anger.”

He’d been stewing all night, furious about Marie’s punishment, and Andy’s timing was perfect—he got the full blast of it.

Andy froze. His mind spun.

“Wait—what did you just say? You weren’t beaten either?”

Andy thought. You’ve got to be kidding me.

Derrick hadn’t been hit—fine, that was already ridiculous enough—but now Sebastian too?

“I didn’t get hit,” Sebastian said bluntly. “Only you idiots did. You took the fall for everyone.”

Andy was speechless. This was insane.

On the other end, Dan—who’d been listening to the call—heard everything. Rage burned up his chest. Unbelievable… Derrick isn’t taking a single hit, and neither is anyone around him. That damned woman Marie—so Derrick gets a free pass because of his bloodline. Fine. But why does everyone near him walk away untouched.

Dan’s face darkened by the second. Both of them were desperate to hear something—any miserable detail that might make them feel better.

Sebastian, oblivious to the storm he’d just set off, kept grumbling on the line.

“My sister-in-law’s insane—she actually made me walk forty miles on a mountain trail! Forty miles! She should try it herself, see how tough it is! And at night, too—how cruel can she get?”

Andy went quiet.

Hearing Sebastian call Marie cruel left him too angry to speak.

Sure, Sebastian thought he was complaining—but compared to what they had suffered, that wasn’t even close.

Andy slammed the call off in frustration.

Dan’s face had gone completely black.

Derrick got his waist pinched a few times, and his brother got a forty-mile walk.

“Face it,” Andy said tightly. “Marie just favors Derrick.”

The words hung heavy in the air, sucking the oxygen right out of the room.

Even Conan hadn’t expected Marie to go that easy on Derrick and Sebastian.

Not even a few slaps? Nothing? If she’d at least hit them a few times, their boss might’ve felt a bit better. But this?

Dan was furious beyond reason; he grabbed his phone and called Marie.