The Heiress Revived from the Ashes (Lauren Bennett) novel Chapter 30

Chapter 30 Willow Is the Bennett Family’s Real Daughter Lauren’s Just a Convict

After Jeffrey spoke, the hospital room remained silent.

Elliot hesitated, debating whether to enter, but before he could push the door open, Jeffrey spoke again.

“It’s your body. You should take better care of it.”

Elliot expected Lauren to remain silent as she had before.

But this time, she spoke.

Her voice was quiet, but cold. Jack insisted on beating me. What’s the point of taking care of my body if he can destroy it whenever he wants?”

Jeffrey hadn’t expected that answer. He frowned. “If he was going to hit you, why didn’t you dodge? You just stood there and let it happen.”

Lauren stared at him.

A long, deep staré

It made Jeffrey uncomfortable.

“What?” he asked, shifting slightly under her gaze.

Lauren didn’t answer.

He made it sound like he cared.

But he didn’t

It was just like when someone was sick–people who truly cared would take them to the doctor, get them medicine, and stay up all night looking after them. People who didn’t really care would just say, “Get some rest and you’ll be fine.”

She could have ignored him, but Jeffrey was frowning, looking at her like he was the one being wronged.

Like she was being ungrateful for his so–called concern.

Lauren’s voice remained weak. “How do you know I just stood there and let him hit me? I can barely walk, much less run. How was I supposed to dodge?”

Her words hit Jeffrey like a slap

To be fair, Lauren wasn’t trying to challenge him. She was simply stating a fact.

But men like Jeffrey–rich young masters who had never suffered a day in their lives–hated being challenged.

His face darkened. His response was sharp. “Mr. Bennett is usually a reasonable man. If he beat you, you must’ve done something to deserve it. Instead of blaming others, maybe you should reflect on yourself.”

Lauren’s heart clenched in pain.

So, she was beaten, and was it her fault?

She had no power. No way to fight back.

She wasn’t a privileged daughter. She was a woman at the very bottom, someone who had been beaten into submission.

She was the one being hurt.

Yet, she was the one being scolded.

She suddenly felt exhausted.

Chapter 30 Willow is the Bennett Family’s Real Daughter Lauren’s Just a Convict

Finished

“Get out she und fady

Jeffrey blinked, caught off guard “What did you say?”

“I said get out

Her voice was weak but firm

Jeffrey had never been thrown out of a room before

His face twisted in irritation. “You’re really ungrateful you know that?”

He turned on his heel and stalked toward the door

But before he left, he couldn’t help adding one final jah “You deserve everything that’s happened to you.”

The words hit her like a knife strught to the chest

Lauren = face dramed of color.

Her body wenteld

She bit down on her lip so hard that she tasted blood. The meallic mang sp

She had known for a long ume-

in this world truly cared about her

No one would stand up for her

„And worse-

To them her suffering was her own fault

was her tongue, but she didn’t notice..

straight into Elliot as he stepped out. He scored wouldst

there if I were you. She’s in a mood All you’ll get

is a scolding”

Elliot barely acknowledged him.

His gaze was locked on Lauren through the glass window,

She was so thin her body was covered in injuries

His heart clenched

Sow is she?” he asked

Jeffrey buffed “She’s got enough energy to argue with me, so the fine”

Then with a smirk he added. By the way, why did your father beat her so badly: Did she do something to Willow?

Don’t lose Elliot snapped, his tone sharp.

Jeffrey raised a teow “So she didn’t hurt Willow?”

“Hah” Jedney shrugged “Wright, whatever you say. I have work to do. You should go home and rest.”

Elliot didn’t respond

He just staring at Lauren through the glass.

2:42 PM ch

Chapter 30 Willow is the Bennett Family’s Real Daughter Lauren’s Just a Convict

Sunlight streamed through the Bennett family’s kitchen, casting a warm glow over the room.

Finished

Marilyn stood by the counter, carefully placing the food she had made for Lauren into a thermal container.

She had woken up early to prepare it, hoping that if Lauren ate something warm and comforting, she might feel a little better.

Just as she reached for a bowl of bird’s nest soup-

A delicate, fair hand snatched it up.

Marilyn looked up and saw Willow lifting the bowl to her lips.

Panicked, Marilyn quickly reached out. “Miss, that’s for Miss Lauren

Willow’s eyes narrowed, her tone dripping with arrogance. “Marilyn, you better remember your place. You’re a servant. You don’t get to tell me what to do.”

Marilyn froze

She knew she had no right to lecture Willow

But Willow had never recognized her own place either.

Marilyn sighed. “Miss, Miss Lauren is injured. Please let her have it to help her recover

Willow’s face twisted into a sneer. “Oh! So only she deserves to be taken care of? And I don’t?”

“That’s not what I

bowl left. I though, Miss Marilyn tried to explain. It’s just that Miss Lauren is very weak right now, and this is the last

bowl left. I thought it would help her get some strength back-

“So you are saying I don’t deserve it” Willow’s voice shot up

“Miss. I swear that’s not-

Willow’s eyes turned red, her voice trembling with fake hurt. “You’re just looking down on me because I’m not their biological daughter, aren’t you?”

Marilyn’s heart dropped. “Miss, I would never-