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    Brian had always used it as an excuse to brush her off whenever she tried to pursue him.


    cing her hands on her hips, she shot Rachel an annoyed re. “I’m serious, Rachel. Call me that again, and I swear, I’ll lose it. You think being pretty changes anything? Brian still doesn’t want you. Everyone saw what just happened—you stood there and let another woman take your fiancé right in front Of you. It’s actually kind of sad. Even I feel bad for you.


    Rachel let out a small, strainedugh. “Yeah. It is pathetic.”


    But as soon as the words left her lips, thest of her strength drained away.


    Her arms fell limp at her sides.


    The shop attendant gasped in rm. “Ms. Marsh?”


    Panicked, she reached out and gently shook Rachel’s shoulder. “Ms. Marsh, wake up… Please wake up!”


    Natalia’s confidence faltered. A flicker of unease passed through her eyes. Oh no! Was Rachel really that fragile? She had only thrown a few sharp words her way, and Rachel had already passed out?


    “Hey! Wake up!” Her heart pounded as she stepped closer, hesitating before giving Rachel’s chest a light poke.


    When there was still no reaction, she pinched Rachel’s cheeks. “Come on, Rachel, wake up! Quit messing around. I’m serious!”


    Still nothing. A bead of sweat formed at Natalia’s temple. Her voice wavered as she gave Rachel’s shoulder a shake.


    “Hey! Wake up! Don’t think you can scare me like this—I’m not that easy to intimidate!”


    But Rachel remained motionless.


    Natalia’s stomach twisted with panic. Her hands trembled as she fumbled for her phone, hurriedly dialing the driver.


    “There’s a woman here who just fainted! Get in here now and take us to the hospital! Hurry!”


    In the car, Rachel remained unresponsive.


    Natalia, overwhelmed with panic, burst into tears, her sobs uncontroble.


    “What do I do, Dous? I didn’t mean for this to happen! I just wanted to push her buttons a little—to let out my frustration. I never thought she’d actually pass out! She’s going to be okay, right?” Her voice shook, thick with fear.


    Dous Hilton, the driver, kept his tone steady as he tried to reassure her.


    “Please stay calm. She’ll be fine.”


    “Okay—just drive faster!”


    At the hospital, Rachel was immediately rushed into emergency care. Natalia paced anxiously in the corridor, her stomach twisting with worry. Thankfully, everything went smoothly.


    Not long after, the doctor emerged.


    Natalia rushed forward. “Doctor, how is she?”


    “She’s fine. Once she’s settled in a room, you can visit her.”


    “Alright. Thank you, Doctor.”


    Inside the ward, everything was a sterile shade of white.


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