When she unveils identities novel (Shirley and Braden) novel Chapter 503

Chapter 503 Friends In the Same Boat

Nancy showed a disdainful expression and coldly looked at Cordell. “I don’t need to report my relationship with him to you, do I?”

Cordell looked defeated, his tone becoming somewhat urgent. “Nancy, don’t be angry. I just think that man doesn’t seem like a good person. He’s a playboy. You should stay away from him to avoid getting hurt.”

“Heh. He may not look like a good person, but he’s still better than a liar like you!”

Nancy grabbed Cordell’s collar. There was hatred in her eyes. ‘I’m sparing your life only because I’m magnanimous. It doesn’t mean I’ve forgiven you. Don’t push your luck.”

“You can hate me, even kill me, but don’t sabotage yourself by getting involved with a man like that. You…”

Cordell didn’t finish his sentence. Keith, who had been eavesdropping outside the door, couldn’t stand it any longer and barged in again.

“What did you just say? Who’s sabotaging? Who’s getting involved? What kind of man am I? Explain yourself!”

“How did you get in again?”

Nancy looked at the furious Keith, feeling her head throbbing. Wasn’t he tired of eavesdropping?

“I wouldn’t have known how much this despicable man was slandering me if I hadn’t come in. I didn’t provoke him, so why am I not a good person? Why am I a playboy…”

Keith’s voice weakened when refuting the term “playboy,” and he added in a softer tone, “I just… I just like making friends with many beautiful girls.”

Nancy was wordless.

Cordell ignored Keith and turned to Nancy, said gently, * Nancy, your condition requires a week of hospitalization to fully recover. I’ll go handle the admission procedures for you now.”

After completing the admission procedures, Nancy was placed in the most luxurious single room in the hospital.

Her face was no longer as swollen, but it was still as red as a cherry, making her look quite frightening.

Nancy looked in the mirror, almost crying. “It’s over. I think I’m going to be disfigured.

What if it can’t be cured?’