Chapter 317
Chapter 317
Leanne’s fingers were as cold as ice, as if all warmth had fled from them. The walls she had built around her heart, like some shoddy construction job meant to fool the higher-ups, crumbled with a mere tap.
The secret buried deep was unearthed, laid bare under the mocking sun.
The pendant was like irrefutable evidence, proving the truth she didn’t want to admit to herself. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.
Leanne had resolved to stop loving Curtis and convinced herself it was over. It seemed
she had succeeded.
In addition to removing the pendant filled with love, she returned the wedding ring, moved out of the shared home and kept her distance. She struggled to live a life on her own.
But had she truly succeeded?
Why did the pendant still hang around her neck then, never leaving her body even once?
Leanne clenched her fingers, her words sharper than ever, “You seem to forever misunderstand your place. What right do you have to comment on whether I leave him or not? Do you think you could have him without me? What about those two and a half years you had him at Starlake before our marriage? You had plenty of chances, but why didn’t you succeed? You think you’re so superior, Ms. Wright, acting high and mighty. How do you think these sleazy acts of yours look?”
Suzan twitched her lips slightly, her attempt to rile Leanne backfiring as she felt the sting of truth. Her face cracked with emotion.
“What do you know?” she clenched the pendant, resentment leaking from her eyes, “Do you think I had a choice? Without marrying him, my life would be over.”
“Why wouldn’t you have a choice? There are plenty of men in the world besides Curtis,” Leanne retorted. “Is the meaning of your life just to be an accessory to a man?”
Suzan turned paler by the second, her laugh cold and bitter, “Leanne, it’s easy for you to be so righteous. You took what was mine. How dare you still stand there and judge me?”
Hopeless Suzan.
“Just because he’s not yours.”
Leanne was tired of arguing. She reached out and snatched the pendant back, “Give it to
me.”
Suddenly, Suzan screamed and toppled to the side. The restroom was cramped, and her head struck the edge of the sink with a heavy thud.
Leanne was momentarily stunned, her professional instincts kicking in to go help, but she
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stopped herself.
Soon, several people rushed in, including medical staff and onlookers drawn by the noise as well as a visibly shocked Claudine.
Seeing Suzan on the ground and Leanne standing unharmed, everyone froze.
“Suzan!” Claudine cried, rushing to her, “What happened? Did she push you?”
People crowded into the already tight space, making the scene even more chaotic.
Blood slowly trickled down Suzan’s forehead, her expression one of pain. She struggled to sit up, “Don’t blame Leanne. She didn’t mean to
Leanne stood still, her expression returning from shock to calm, watching the theatrics unfold.
She pondered, what was Suzan’s clumsy tactic aiming for? It seemed self-destructive and utterly ineffective.
“I knew you were up to something!”, Claudine yelled at Leanne, “What were you trying to pull?”
Her colleagues tried to mediate, suggesting it was just a slip. “Dr. Castillo is kind. It is slippery in the restroom. Suzan may crumble to the ground by accident.”
Claudine was relentless, “Don’t make excuses for Leanne. She did it on purpose!” Claudine stormed over, raising her hand to strike Leanne.
Her hand was caught mid-air by a strong grip.
Claudine struggled but couldn’t move her arm, looking up to see Curtis’ stern face, her fury halving instantly.
Curtis pulled Leanne behind him, his tall frame a protective barrier in front of her.
His expression was dark, the usual pleasantries gone, as he pushed Claudine back.
“Who are you trying to teach a lesson?”
Claudine stumbled back, her face stiff, stubbornly retorting, “Are you still defending her? She pushed Suzan and hurt her like this. She needs to explain herself today!”
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