Chapter 4

I clutched the quilt uneasily. "No, no!"

I dreamt of being driven to despair by Cathryn, jumping into the sea.

I jerked awake, feeling the pain in my hand, realizing it was now useless.

My desire to leave grew stronger.

I wouldn't let them off the hook!

As I was about to recover, I sat by the window in a wheelchair, quietly reading a book.

Cathryn approached with a bouquet, smiling sweetly as she presented it to me.

"Harlee, I heard you're about to be discharged. This bouquet is a token of my care. I hope you will like it."

I stared coldly at the girl with a sweet and innocent appearance before me.

Anyone would think she was an angel based on her delicate features, but inside, she harbored a demon.

I swatted away the flowers in front of me.

Unfortunately, I was allergic to pollen.

As soon as she brought them in, I felt an itch in my nose, and my skin began to redden.

Cathryn's face paled as she looked at the flowers scattered on the ground.

"Harlee, have you not forgiven me yet?"

She picked up the flowers and shoved them into my arms without asking.

She deliberately brushed the bouquet against my cheek and neck, her tone both apologetic and subtly malicious. "I chose each one with care to express my regret. Please, just accept them!"

Suddenly, I was enveloped by the strong scent of pollen.

My skin broke out in large, visibly red rashes at an alarming rate, itching intensely. My breathing began to grow difficult, my throat felt tight, and I was making wheezing sounds.

"Take them away..."

I struggled to push them away, but my weak body and crippled hand couldn't resist.

Cathryn watched my distress, feigned concern masked the thrill in her eyes.

"Harlee, what's wrong? Do you still refuse to accept my apology?"

Just as I was on the brink of suffocating and fainting, Jared and Kaiden rushed in at the sound.

"Cathryn, what's going on?" Kaiden immediately shielded Cathryn.

"Kaiden... I just wanted to apologize with flowers, but does she hate me?"

Cathryn threw herself into their arms, her shoulders shaking as if heartbroken.

Jared saw my frightening appearance, with red rashes all over my face and labored breathing. His brow furrowed, his tone filled with impatience and disgust.

"Harlee, what stunt are you pulling again? Cathryn meant well, can't you just accept it peacefully?"

He roughly shoved the flowers further into my arms, trying to cheer Cathryn up.

Jared glanced at me coldly, comforting Cathryn softly as he held her shoulder.

"Don't feel bad for someone who doesn't appreciate kindness. She's not worth it."

The three of them watched me struggle in pain from the allergy on the wheelchair, yet none thought to call for a doctor.

Eventually, the commotion I caused attracted a nurse who called the doctor, and they administered medication urgently, finally bringing me relief.

I lay on the hospital bed, feeling weak all over, my skin covered in rashes that still itched painfully.

In that moment of near suffocation, survival instincts and a thirst for revenge filled my heart.

Cathryn looked at the woman lying weakly on the bed, a wicked sense of satisfaction filling her eyes.

She wanted to ruin this bitch who brought her so much displeasure!

She was determined to reclaim everything that should have been hers!

She looked down at her phone, a wicked smile spreading across her face.

Due to the recurring allergies and injuries, I remained in the hospital.

Once the doctor approved my outings, I pushed my wheelchair alone into the hospital garden.

The sunlight dappled the grass, and the air held a strangely deserted stillness.

I cautiously surveyed the surroundings. The garden usually bustling with patients was eerily empty.

I tried to push my wheelchair back to the ward, but a group of menacing men appeared before me, violently overturning my wheelchair.

My body crashed heavily onto the cold, dirty ground, and the pain from my broken leg pierced through me.