Chapter 333 <fna64b> For original chapters go to find·novel</fna64b>
Seth took the blow squarely but didn’t back down-instead, hended another punch on Healy.
“Oh, you want to keep going?” Healy spat out blood, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, eyes. zing.
The two of them locked in a messy brawl, fists and kicks flying, every hitnding with a sickening
thud.
Bianca watched in panic from the sidelines, desperate to break them apart. She stepped in, but neither of them noticed her in the chaos. Suddenly, someone shoved her aside-a rough, careless move in the scuffle. She stumbled, falling hard to the floor and smacking her head on a potted nt. Pain shot through her skull, vision swimming with stars.
The fight showed no signs of stopping, so Bianca, her voice trembling, called out for help as loud as she could.
Upstairs, Noreen had just said goodbye to Healy and jumped in for a quick shower, eager to copse into bed. The day had worn her out, and all she wanted was sleep.
But just as she began to drift off, a racket from outside her room yanked her back to full alertness. Themotion was impossible to ignore. Throwing on the hotel bathrobe, Noreen stepped out to investigate.
She hadn’t even reached the source of the noise before she heard Bianca’s tearful plea: “Please, just stop fighting!”
A fight? Now that was more interesting than sleep. Wide awake, Noreen hurried down the hallway to see what was happening.
But before she could get a good look, Healy came crashing down in the corridor, a bruise blossoming on his face. Noreen rushed over and helped him up. “What the hell happened?”
Healy grimaced, wincing as he touched his jaw. “How should I know? One minute I’m minding my own business, the next I’m getting punched.”
Seth didn’t look much better. He was slumped on the ground a few feet away, blood trickling from his lip.
Bianca sat nearby, clutching her forehead, her eyes red and watery. She looked downright miserable.
Noreen ignored the two battered men and focused on Healy, her voice worried and gentle. “Are you badly hurt? Should we get you to a hospital?”
“It’s nothing. Just a scratch.” Healy straightened up, not wanting Noreen to think he was soft. “I got a few good hits in too.”
Seth finally pushed himself upright, though he stayed seated, dabbing the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand. His gaze pinned Noreen, eyes cold and sharp-like he was searching for something beneath the surface.
So, she already showered this fast? What was she trying to hide?
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With the fight over, Bianca finally had a chance to check on Seth. “Are you okay? Did you get hurt?”
“I’m fine,” Seth muttered, tearing his eyes away from Noreen. His gazended on Healy-and the unmistakable mark of lipstick smeared on Healy’s cor, burning in Seth’s vision.
Bianca’s head throbbed, making her dizzy and, on top of it all, a little hurt. Seth hadn’t even noticed she was injured.
“Seth, my head hurts,” she said quietly.
Seth’s attention snapped to the bruise on her forehead. He scrambled to his feet, concern etched across his face. “How did that happen?”
“I got caught in the crossfire trying to break up your fight.”
“We’re going to the hospital,” Seth said, no room for argument.
“Okay,” Bianca agreed, “and you should have the doctor look at you too.”
The two of them fussed over each other, concern passing back and forth like a secretnguage.
Noreen turned to Healy again. “You really don’t need a doctor?”
Healy shook his head. “I’m fine. I’m not made of ss.”
“Come to my room, I’ll clean up that cut for you,” Noreen offered.
Healy was about to agree when Seth spoke up, his tone almost caring. “You should go to the hospital too. Just in case.”
“I’m good,” Healy replied quickly.
Bianca chimed in, “You should get checked out, too. This all started because of me.”
Noreen arched an eyebrow at that. So, the fight was over Bianca? Unbelievable.
She let go of Healy and said, “Yeah, better safe than sorry. If you’ve rattled your brain, you’ll want a doctor to tell you.”
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