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Chapter 4
Sienna smiled smugly at me, but when she turned to Nathan, her face softened again.
“Nathan, don’t get mad at my sister. She’s just strong and probably didn’t mean to hurt me.”
Nathan looked at her with admiration. “You always have such a soft heart, remembering
that you’re sisters. But Doris… she’s forgotten all that.”
He turned to me, his eyes icy. “This is your fault. I won’t let anyone hurt Sienna. Apologize.”
I refused to bow to him, and Nathan’s patience wore thin. With a cold glance, he signaled
the bodyguards to teach me a lesson.
Before they could act, Sienna stepped forward, her voice sweet but sharp. “Doris is my
sister, after all,” she said, casting a glance at Nathan. “These bodyguards are too strong. I’m
afraid they might hurt her.”
Nathan’s expression softened slightly as Sienna continued, her tone shifting. “But it’s about
time my sister learned a lesson and lost that bad temper of hers. Why don’t I play the villain
so she’ll remember it?”
Without hesitation, Sienna stepped up and slapped me hard across the face. Her long nails
scratched deep into my skin, and I felt the sting as blood dripped down my cheek. The pain
was sharp, but the emotional agony hit me harder. I stared at Nathan numbly, barely registering the blood.
Sienna, her face suddenly filled with false remorse, retreated into Nathan’s arms. “Oh no,
what have I done? I hurt my sister by accident… I should pull out all my nails,” she gasped,
reaching for her hand dramatically.
Nathan gently stopped her, taking her hand in his. “Don’t hurt yourself,” he said softly,
concern evident in his eyes. Then, turning his gaze toward me, his expression hardened. “It’s your own fault. Don’t you know how to dodge?”
I stayed silent, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of a response. The hatred in my ‘heart for him only grew in that moment.
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“Doris, enough,” Nathan said impatiently, as if the conversation had dragged on too long. I’ll take your son camping next month, alright? Isn’t that enough?”
Next month? How many “next months” does he think Oliver has left? Time was slipping away, and my poor son was going to leave this world without ever truly knowing his father’s love,
Sienna, still playing her part, clung to Nathan’s side with a pitiful look. “Nathan, I’m sorry. I just didn’t want to spoil the child’s lying habits. I didn’t realize my sister would take it so personally,” she said, her voice dripping with innocence.
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