"Call the family doctor," Steven instructed in a cold tone, casting a warning nce at Joel, as if to


    convey, "This is the first andst time you do this to me".


    Joel was clearly intimidated by Steven. He straightened up, trying to exin, "I had everything


    under control. I wouldn''t let her be— "


    Before Joel could finish his sentence, Steven mercilessly grabbed a chair from the ground and


    hurled it at him.


    I flinched in fear, my breaths bing rapid.


    Joel managed to dodge in time. He stared at Steven in disbelief, his own breath quickening. It was


    evident he was disappointed and upset by Steven''s action.


    "Steven! You''ve been treating me like crap over and over again for the sake of that woman! I''m


    telling you, I''ve had enough! Damn it!"


    Steven stood still, his fingers trembling slightly. Joel turned away and left, clearly disappointed and


    angry.


    I thought they had a falling out, but soon after, Joel returned with a doctor, his head lowered as he


    carried a medicine box.


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    Joel huffed and stood aside, sulking. Steven gave him the cold shoulder and had the doctor


    examine my injuries.


    After examining the sole of my foot and cleaning the wounds, the doctor administered a tetanus


    shot.


    "Be careful not to get it wet for the next few days," The doctor advised before he left.


    Ignoring Joel, Steven carried me to our bedroom. Joel stubbornly followed, and after taking a few


    steps, he said, "I was wrong… "


    I looked at him, noticing his usual demeanor had faded, revealing an ordinary teenage boy. I was


    rather surprised that he was the one apologizing to Steven.


    "Don''t give me the cold treatment… " Joel muttered softly. "I don''t want to go back to school."


    Steven continued to ignore Joel, clearly still upset about Joel taking matters into his own hands and


    locking him in the basement.


    "I apologized! Isn''t that enough?" Joel''s youthful pride couldn''t tolerate Steven''s cold shoulder.


    "I didn''t anticipate her to be so foolish… " Joel muttered in displeasure. "Back then, nobody


    dared to mess with her. Who knew she would turn into such an idiot all of a sudden."


    As Joel continued to mutter to himself, Steven nced down at me, who listened attentively to


    Joel''s words in his arms. Then, he turned to Joel and gave him a stern look. "She''s fine as she is


    now."


    Joel snorted and huffed. "No one but you have eyes for idiots."


    Steven ignored Joel and headed right to our bedroom. He kicked the door shut, leaving Joel


    outside.


    He carried me to the bathroom, intending to give me a bath.


    "Steve… " I nervously looked at him, pressing his hands that were about to remove my skirt.


    I had no choice; Stephany''s legs were too fair, making the red marks left by Joel''s grip visible. If


    Steven saw them, he might dash out of the room and settle the score with Joel.


    "I''ll wash myself… just leave me alone," I pleaded softly.


    Steven lowered his head, speaking aggrievedly, "Stephie, your injured foot can''t get wet. Let me


    wash you."


    "Your hands are injured too," I said firmly.


    Steven gently pulled my fingers. "Stephie… My hands don''t hurt."


    Seeing that he had no intention of leaving, I stood up and unfastened my skirt…


    As I had anticipated, the moment Steven saw the red handprint on the inside of my fair thighs, his


    gaze turned icy.


    "I''ll kill them… " Steven''s voice was low.


    "It''s… It''s Joel," I whispered softly, as if reporting Joel''s wrongdoing to him.


    Joel had iting; he was to one who had to pretend to be a… jerk while rescuing me.


    Although Steven frowned without making anyments, I could feel the pressure already.


    It seemed like Joel was in huge trouble.