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Cecilia had no idea how she made it back to the ward, the report crumpled beyond recognition in her fist.
How heartbroken Corrine must be over something so cruel.
In the hospital room, Corrine had woken up.
The nurse mentioned Cecilia’s visit.
A flicker of joy crossed Corrine’s face. “Where’s Ci?”
Just as the nurse started to speak, Cecilia pushed the door open. “Corrine.”
She asked the nurse to step out.
Corrine’s delighted expression froze as she looked at her friend. “What’s wrong?”
Cecilia knew telling the truth was cruel, but withholding it would be crueler.
She moved closer slowly, her fingers trembling as she handed the report to Corrine.
She noticed Corrine epted it with her left hand.
Though Corrine’s right/hand was held up, a slight tremor was visible upon closer look.
Corrine’s hand was hurting.
With that look, I don’t have some terminal illness, do I?”
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Corrine joked, her eyes fixed on the paper.
Her smile faded as she read.
Her left hand seemed to lose all strength, letting the paper drift onto the quilt.
She stared nkly at her right hand–the injured one.
She hadn’t realized it was this bad.
“Will I… never hold a pen again?”
Her voice was barely a whisper, thick with despair.
Cecilia pulled her into a tight embrace. “It’s okay, Corrine. You still have your left hand. Tablets can help-”
She couldn’t go on.
Corrine loved sketching by hand.
That raw process of refining line after line until a design emerged-
It was like carving, each stroke bearing the marks of meticulous craftsmanship. That’s what brought her joy.
Aminuted fracture in her right hand felt like a death sentence for her design career.
No gadget could rece the feel of a pen.
Tears welled in Cecilia’s eyes. “How did this happen?
Who did this to you?”
“Was it Johan?”
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Cecilia pressed.
Corrine would never have hurt herself like this.
“Ci, I need some quiet time, okay?”
Corrine broke free from Cecilia’s embrace, her eyes dull with despair.
Cecilia hesitated, then agreed.
She left the hospital room, behind her, Corrine’s muffled cries of pain.
Cecilia leaned against the wall, suddenly realizing: at Larissa’s wedding today, was it because Corrine’s right hand was weak….. that she didn’t cut deep enough?
If her hand had been fine, would she have cut her veins…?
Cecilia didn’t dare to think further.
When the crying in the room subsided, she went in.
Corrine had already folded that piece of paper.
She put it away, wiped her tears, and put on a brave face.
“I’m fine.”
She said it tly, making it even more heartbreaking.
“I’m going to find Johan.”
Cecilia patted her friend’s shoulder, her face icy, “I want to ask how he could be so cruel to hurt your hand like this.”
“Ci, don’t go.”
Corrine stopped her, “It wasn’t him.”
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Cecilia frowned; if not Johan, who could it be?
Corrine stayed silent.
But Cecilia thought of that person, “Was it Larissa?”
The only ones who could hate Corrine that much were Johan or Larissa.
“It was her, right? That’s why you grabbed the tweezers and hurt her.”
Cecilia slowly understood.
It was Larissa.
She was Johan’s wife, and with Wesley’s help, finding Corrine’s whereabouts wasn’t hard.
She was the one who ruined Corrine’s hand.
Huge anger filled her chest. Cecilia turned around furiously, wanting to go find Larissa.
Corrine grabbed her, “Ci, don’t go, there’s no evidence.”
When those people ruined her hand, they only said she offended someone she shouldn’t have, didn’t mention Larissa.
She had no evidence.
If Cecilia went like this, she’d only sh with Larissa. Wesley would surely protect Larissa. Then what would happen to Cecilia?
Corrine endured the pain, forbidding Cecilia to go find Larissa.
Cecilia bit her tongue tip and agreed.
After Corrine fell asleep, her expression turned icy cold, and she went
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to Larissa’s hospital room.
She was filled with fury, couldn’t hold back.
She pushed the door open hard and strode in.
Larissa frowned, “What are you doing here?”
Cecilia didn’t speak, grabbed a pillow, and smashed it hard into her face.
With all her strength.
Larissa was stunned for a moment, then snapped back, “Cecilia, what madness is this?”
Larissa couldn’t take it anymore and pushed hard.
Cecilia fell backward, about to hit the ground, when someone caught her firmly.
She looked up and saw Wesley.
Wesley’s cold gaze swept over Larissa.
Larissa shrank back, intimidated. Pointing at Cecilia, she stammered, “She started it! I just… I didn’t mean to push her.”
Larissa knew exactly how much Wesley cherished Cecilia. That’s why she’d held back at first. But Cecilia kept pushing her limits.
She looked ready to kill/her.
Wesley snatched the pillow from Cecilia’s hands and tossed it aside. “Ci.”
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