The infirmary was silent.


    Noelle opened her mouth to speak but ultimately said nothing. Words seemed powerless at this moment. She had exined herself countless times before, but her brothers never believed her.


    Frank swallowed hard and eventually released his hand. Looking disappointed, he nced at Noelle and said, "If you keep being stubborn, I won''t be able to defend you once Donovan returns. Think about it."


    As soon as he left, Noelle breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back against the headboard. A hint of self-deprecation crossed her eyes as she wondered what she should think about.


    Should she bend the knee and tiptoe around them like in her past life, only to end up being driven out of the family and dying a miserable death after being locked in a mental hospital?


    She wouldn''t do that again.


    "Here."


    A coldpress wrapped in gauze appeared before her.


    Noelle took it and pressed it against her swollen cheek. ncing at the man beside her, she whispered, "Thanks for what you did earlier."


    "Why didn''t you defend yourself?" Cedric asked icily.


    A wry smile crossed Noelle''s face as she lowered her head and said, "Believe it or not, but I''ve exined countless times in the past and even showed them the evidence. However, they never believed me. They just thought I was lying." The room fell into a brief silence.


    Noelle had no intention of exining further, as most people who heard her story thought she was simply being disobedient.


    "It''s hard not to believe you."


    Noelle''s heart skipped a beat. She questioned if he really believed what she said.


    Cedric stepped forward and felt her forehead. "The fever''s gone down."


    Amidst her daze, Noelle realized how cool and soothing his hand was. She felt much better now. She nced at his wrist and asked, "Did you get that scar from a car ident?"


    Cedric froze before quickly withdrawing his hand. After a brief silence, he removed the empty IV bag and replied, "Yes. It was from a car ident." He propped his hand against the table, keeping his back to her. His expression was indiscernible against the light. "I have one on my leg, too," Noelle said, pulling up her skirt slightly. "Here. Doesn''t it look simr to yours?"


    Cedric turned around. Her toned thigh came into view, the scar standing out starkly against her skin. But her skirt was pulled a little too high. He nced once and swerved around. "Don''t lift your skirt in front of men."


    "But you''re a doctor."


    Cedric''s throat tightened. He was a man as well. Had no one taught her this?


    "This scar can be treated," he said. "Why haven''t you done it?"


    Noelle''s face fell as pain gripped her heart. Her third brother, Carl, said that this scar represented her parents. He promised to personally help her remove it one day when he had time.


    She believed him.


    But in the end, he looked at the scar disgustedly, saying that he hated it and would never treat it. He med her for their parents'' death and told her that the scar was the mark of her bringing doom upon them. He said that she should remember it for the rest of her life. She was devastated back then, believing that she was indeed responsible for her parents'' death. She became even more servile to please her brothers.


    Recalling the past knocked the wind out of Noelle. She couldn''t tell Cedric that now, so she deflected, "How about you? Why haven''t you treated yours?"


    "I''m a man. It doesn''t matter. But for a woman, it''s better to get it treated."


    Noelle forced a smile. "Maybeter."


    Seeing her lower her head, Cedric said nothing further and sat nearby.


    He turned on the television, and Noelle noticed that the screen showed a gaming live stream. To her surprise, her sixth brother, Lucas, was currentlypeting.


    Lucas had skipped Xenia''s banquet for thispetition, but he had ultimately lost to the youngest son of the Greene family in Beville.


    In her past life, Noelle remembered how Lucas'' opponents had relentlessly mocked him after he lost. He was so enraged that he recruited her and his brothers into his team when he returned.


    Although they failed the qualifiers, they made aeback in the repechage. They eventually made their way to the finals, only to face the Greene family''s team again.


    Back then, Noelle spent countless hours training and analyzing the Greene team''s strategies just to beat them.


    Xenia wasn''t in the lineup because her gaming skills were poor. She could only be a substitute and couldn''t make it onto the main team.


    Noelle loved ying alongside her brothers. She relished the bliss of having no one else to interrupt them as a family. She was so entranced by thepetition that she even neglected her college entrance exam preparations.


    But just as they won a critical round and the championship was within reach, the Liddell brothers made Noelle step down and had Xenia take her ce.


    Ultimately, they won the national championship. Her brothers stood on the podium with Xenia, basking in the glory of her efforts. Xenia held the trophy that should''ve been hers, smiling happily in the center of the group.


    Noelle felt her heart shatter into pieces as she watched the game on the television. It seemed as though the hole in her heart could never be mended.


    "Why are you crying? This isn''t some soap opera worth getting emotional over."


    Jolted out of her reveries, she wiped her tears from her face. Her emotions had overwhelmed her as she recalled her past.


    A tissue held between two slender fingers appeared before her.


    Embarrassed, Noelle took the tissue and turned to Cedric shyly, "Do you y this game?"


    "You should prioritize your college entrance exam preparations, not the game." Cedric slouched back in his chair, paying no attention to her. He was focused on thepetition.


    Noelle also turned to the screen and said solemnly, "Team Luminark will lose."


    It was Lucas'' team.


    A smirk yed on Cedric''s lips as he said nonchntly, "You''ve got a good eye."


    As she expected, Team Luminark lost.


    Noelle saw how furious Lucas looked on screen. In a fit of rage, he even smashed his keyboard. His temper was as terrible as always.


    Seeing him lose made her feel a twinge of satisfaction.


    Once Lucas returned, he would surely reorganize his team. Nevertheless, she wouldn''tpete for the Liddell family anymore.


    She would fight for herself and be a professional yer, earning enough money to go to college and support herself. She no longer wanted her living expenses to be cut off at a whim to coerce her intopliance, nor did she want to give up on applying to prestigious universities and end up attending amunity college with Xenia instead. Financial independence was the only way for Noelle to escape the Liddell family''s control.


    Professional gamers didn''t have muchmercial value now, but by the following year, livestreaming would go viral. They could earn money through live streams.


    With her gaming experience from her past life, it was the quickest and easiest way for her to make money.


    She silently steeled her resolve.


    After the live stream ended, Cedric nced back at her and removed her IV needle. He pressed a cotton swab on the back of her hand and said, "Your medicine is on the table. You can leave after you take it."


    "Thank you!" Noelle said, grabbing her medicine and leaving the infirmary.


    As soon as she left, a young man sauntered in and began to yfully say, "Ced, it''s rare to see you ying hero. But that woman doesn''t have a great reputation at school. They''re roasting her on the forum. Don''t let her fool you." Leaning back against his chair, Cedric looked less aloof. He seemed to ease up as he asked, "Why are you still here?"


    "I''m curious as to why you chose this high school to work as a doctor. You even skipped Magnus''petition. He was so distracted looking for you that he nearly got blindsided by the Liddell kid. Tell me why, and I''ll leave right away." Cedric removed his mask and rolled up his sleeves, revealing a hideous scar.


    Alfred Parham''s expression darkened. "Have you not let it go yet? It''s been ages. That car ident has nothing to do with you!


    "Wait, don''t tell me that this woman is-"


    "Shut up."


    Closing his eyes to rest, Cedric ignored him.