hapter <b>205 </b>
“Okay, I’ll take you there,<b>” </b>Spencer offered.
“No need. I drove myself,” N declined.
Less than half an hourter, N arrived at the hos 1. Seeing that Vrie had truly woken up, she let out a deep sigh of relief, and her eyes misted over.
When Phoebe saw her, her expression darkened. “Ms. Jayston, you’re not wee here.”
Vrie frowned and looked at her mother. “Mom, what are you doing?”
Phoebe snorted. “If it weren’t for her birthday, you wouldn’t have ended up in this situation.”
“These two things have nothing to do with each other,” Vrie retorted. “Just because I had an ident on my way to dinner doesn’t mean it’s my fault for going to that restaurant.”
“Well, I don’t want you to have any more contact with her,” Phoebe insisted.
“Whether or not I stay friends with someone is none of your business!” Vrie asserted.
“You!” Phoebe was furious, her face turning pale. She mmed the bowl she was holding onto the table and barked, “Fine! You’re all grown up now, and I can’t control you. I’m leaving!”
As Phoebe stood up to leave, N quickly said, “Mrs. Weir, I just came to check if Vrie was really awake. You don’t have to leave. I’ll go now.”
N then turned to Vrie. “Vrie, I’lle see you another day.”Belonging to N?velDrama.Org.
“N-” Before Vrie could finish her sentence, N turned and quickly walked out of the room.
Vrie looked at Phoebe with dissatisfaction. “Are you happy now?”
Phoebe pursed her lips. “I just don’t like her. You should stay away from her.”
Seeing that her mother wouldn’t change her mind, Vrie decided to ignore her.
As soon as N stepped out of the hospital, a ck Cayenne sped toward her. Just as the car was about to hit her<b>, </b>a screeching brake sound echoed, and the vehicle stopped just ten centimeters away from her.
The driver’s door opened, and rk stepped out with a cold expression.
“What are you doing here?” he asked.
“You were supposed to return in three days. Why are you here today?” N back.
rk questioned her sharply, “What are you doing at the hospital?*
N frowned<b>, </b>her tone growing colder. “What’s with the interrogative tone<b>?</b><b>” </b>
ked
rk <b>huffed</b><b>. </b>“What does it mean? You don’t get it? I still haven’t had a chance to ask you about <b>what </b>happened when <b>you </b>stayed over at my uncle’s house that night.”
Seeing that he was already convinced she had done something wrong with Damon, N decided not to exin further. “Think what you want. You wouldn’t believe me
anyway<b>.</b>”
rk sneered. “I want to believe you, but you stayed overnight at a man’s house who clearly has ulterior motives for you. How am I supposed to believe <b>you</b>?”
*So what do you want now?” N asked.
He grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up at him. “Of course, you <b>need </b>to be punished so you’ll listen in the future.”
With that, he yanked N’s hand and pulled her toward the car.
“What are you doing? Let me go!” N cried out.
rk ignored her, locked the car doors, quickly started the engine, and drove off.
In less than an hour<b>, </b>they arrived at the vi.
“Get out,” rk ordered.
<b>“</b>I’m not getting out. What exactly are you going to do?” N refused, questioning him.
rk opened the car door and dragged N out.
She stumbled, nearly falling and twisting her ankle in her high heels.
A sharp pain shot through her, causing her to cry out.
rk, however<b>, </b>acted as if he hadn’t heard her and dragged her into the vi, throwing her roughly onto the sofa.
“Lock her in the basement. Don’t let her have any food without my permission!” he instructed.