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Without Tyler Horton present, Sarah Carlisle shed her usual fragile façade. Her expression brimmed with arrogance and provocation as she sneered at me.
“Elizabeth, don’t think that just because you’re Mrs. Horton in name, you have any real
powert”
“In Tyler’s heart, there’s only one person–met
I narrowed my eyes and scrutinized her.
If I had felt detached and indifferent toward her before, catching her in bed with Tyler had wiped away any pretense of civility,
I sat on the couch, deliberately firing back: “You’re right–Tyler’s heart belongs to you.”
Sarah’s smug smile grew wider, convinced she had won this round.
I continued calmly: “But it’s me he married. Even if it’s just a title, he didn’t give it to you.”
The smugness froze on her face.
I stood and asked coldly, “If you’re so important to him, why hasn’t he married you?“”
The words hit Sarah like a dagger. Her smile vanished, replaced by a look of fury. Unable to contain herself, she lunged at me, raising her hand to strike.
I quickly raised my arm to block her.
Just then, Tyler appeared in the doorway.
Although I hadn’t even touched her, Sarah suddenly threw herself to the ground with à pitiful cry:
“Ah! Elizabeth, how could you hit me…”
Everything unfolded perfectly within Tyler’s line of sight.
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His face darkened as he stormed over in a few strides, crouching down beside Sarah.
“Sarah, are you okay?!”
Feigning strength, Sarah gave him a weak smile.
“It’s nothing. I just fell. It doesn’t hurt, I’m fine.”
Tyler’s eyes burned with fury as he turned to me, his voice filled with contempt:
“Elizabeth! You really haven’t changed!”
I let out a mocking laugh.
“I didn’t even touch her. You’re blind, Tyler. You’ll believe anything she acts out.”
Sarah clung to Tyler’s arm, her tear–filled eyes glistening with innocence.
“Tyler, don’t blame Elizabeth. She didn’t mean it.”
Tyler, however, was livid.
“After what she did to you, you’re still defending her?”
He placed Sarah gently on the couch before turning to me, his tone commanding:
“Elizabeth, kneel down and apologize to Sarah.”
I straightened my back and looked him in the eye, refusing to respond.
Sarah tugged lightly on Tyler’s sleeve. “Tyler, forget it. If she doesn’t want to apologize, don’t
force her. I’m okay.”
“Sarah, you’re too kind. That’s why she keeps hurting you,” Tyler replied, his voice dripping
with disgust as he stepped closer to me.
“Elizabeth,” he growled, “are you going to apologize or not?”
Keeping my face calm, I replied, “I did nothing wrong. I won’t apologize.”
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What I didn’t expect was for Tyler to kick the back of my knees with force.
I stumbled and fell to the ground.
He pressed his hand against the back of my head, forcing me into a bow toward Sarah.
His strength was overwhelming. My forehead hit the hard floor tiles, sending a sharp wave of dizziness and pain through me.
limbs gave out, and I collapsed onto the cold ground.
Tyler sneered at my pathetic state.
“Elizabeth, you’ve denied too many things.
“And you’re still claiming you didn’t harm Sarah?
“Have you ever heard the story of the boy who cried wolf? No matter how you act, I’ll never believe you.”
He released me and helped Sarah to her feet, leading her out of the house.
I was left alone, lying on the icy floor.
Suddenly, a fragment of memory flashed through my mind.
It was at my birthday party. Sarah had fallen into the pool, and Tyler, rushing to the scene,
had jumped in to save her without even removing his shoes, still dressed in his shirt and
trousers.
After pulling her from the water, Tyler had wrapped her in a blanket and held her close as
she shivered in his arms.
Her eyes were filled with guilt and pain as she stammered, “Elizabeth, I know you don’t like me. You can treat me however you want, but why did you push me? I can’t even swim…‘
”
All eyes at the party had turned to me–shocked, curious, and eager for drama.
Ignoring their stares, I focused on Tyler.
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I didn’t care about anyone else’s judgment as long as he believed me.
Looking into his eyes, I had explained sincerely, “Tyler, it wasn’t me. I had just walked past her when she fell in on her own-”
“Elizabeth, your excuses are worse than your lies,” Tyler had interrupted coldly. Cradling Sarah in his arms, his gaze was filled with disdain. “Do you think I’d believe such a pathetic
excuse?”
ow, lying on the ground, I watched Tyler walk out with Sarah in his arms once again.
In that moment, the betrayal from the past and the present collided, igniting a fiery anger deep within me–two flames that burned brighter than ever before.
