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Chapter 278 You Really Enjoy Touching Me
Posie had grown up amidst the same social dirdes as Ethan. Though their paths crossed only occasionally, those encounters eclipsed Brenna’s interactions with Ethan. This gave Rosie the confidence that she knew Ethan better than Brenna.
Ethan’s reputation for emotional detachment was legendary, he was a man who navigated life’s choices without the compass of sentiment, never once exhibiting a flicker of romantic interest in any woman.
Rosie had convinced herself that Ethan’s choice of being with Brenna was a calculation of cold pragmatism. As the daughter of the Harper couple, Brenna represented strategic value that she, a mere niece of the couple, could never hope to match.
This realization brought her a strange sense of peace. She believed Ethan didn’t love Brenna, his choice of being with Brenna was nothing more than a shrewd assessment of benefits.
By that same logic, Jade’s power dwarfed Brenna’s entirely. The scales of advantage had tilted decisively in Jade’s favor.
Rosie believed Ethan’s indifference was just an act. “After all Jade has done for you,” she said, “are you really going to be so cold to her? You won’t even visit her when she is injured. Isn’t that a touch heartless?”
Ethan’s nod was laced with unspoken words. He did have something to say to Jade. The reckoning over Jade’s assault on Brenna was long overdue.
“Very well,” he said, his voice icy. “I will pay her a visit.”
He turned to Brenna, his gaze softening “Shall we go together?”
Brenna’s nod was resolute. She also had things she wanted to say to Jade.
Together, they made their way to the hospital.
Jade’s injuries painted a stark tableau–ligament strains mapping her limbs, facial abrasions stretching from cheekbone to jawline, and a violent purpling around her orbital bones. She looked pitiful.
“Ethan, you do care about me after all,” Jade said, brushing off her injuries with a wave. She believed she would
bounce back in a week.
Her radiant smile at Ethan’s presence dimmed the moment Brenna stepped into view. Her expression morphed
into lethal hostility. “What are you doing here?”
Instinctively, she reached for a gun, only to remember that in Vanland, civilians were forbidden from carrying firearms. Glaring at Brenna, she seethed, convinced that Brenna had come to settle the score with her.
Brenna regarded Jade with an icy stare. Observing Jade’s battered state, she felt that the retribution was far too
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lenient; Jade’s injury wasn’t severe.
Brenna had meticulously plotted her move to flip Jade’s car with the tail of her own vehicle countless times in her mind. Given the safety features of the race cars, her maneuver should have broken Jade’s neck.
But Jade had survived, meaning that her car’s safety features were exemplary. But next time, luck might not be on her side.
“I just came here to see if you died,” Brenna said bluntly.
Jade shot back with venom, “I won’t die before you!”
Ethan watched their confrontation unfold. Jade’s complete lack of remorse and her unwavering arrogance ignited a fire within him. He stepped forward, choking Jade by the throat, his eyes aflame with fury. “Don’t think that just because you saved me once, you can harm Brenna. No one lays a hand on her and walks away unscathed. Matters between.us have nothing to do with her. You better remember that.”
Jade was unfazed. She firmly believed Ethan wouldn’t go so far as to kill her; he was merely trying to intimidate her. Instead of retreating, she leaned in closer, a provocative smile playing on her lips. “Ethan, this isn’t about her being your girlfriend. Five years ago, I encountered Brenna on the race track, and she almost killed me. Now, I’m back to settle the score with her. The matter has nothing to do with you.”
Ethan was convinced Jade was weaving a web of lies. She had harmed his woman and showed no shred of remorse. Tightening his grip, he watched as Jade’s face turned purple, her breath coming in labored gasps.
Yet even in that moment of distress, Jade remained unfazed. With a twisted smile, she caressed Ethan’s hand, her expression one of unwarranted delight. “You really enjoy touching me, don’t you?” she purred.
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