Chapter 17
My head throbbed, and a ringing filled my ears. A wave of dizziness washed over me. I struggled to explain, “I’m definitely not a homemaker. I wouldn’t-”
“You’re not?” Camila’s voice rose incredulously. You openly pursued Jameson in your sophomore year. If that’s not being a homewrecker, then what is? Let me tell you, you’re the one who ruined Jameson and Xandra’s relationship. You made them break up!”
“That’s not how it happened… No, Chloe told me it wasn’t like that…”
No, I was not a homewrecker. Chloe assured me that Jameson and Xandra had already broken up when I started pursuing him..
I wasn’t a homewrecker. It was simply not possible.
But how could I explain this to Camila? I had amnesia. I didn’t even remember what happened back then.
My body shook uncontrollably, and a cold sweat broke out. I regretted coming to the Zook fesidence.
If I had known how this would turn out, I would have just stayed in the hospital this afternoon. At least I would have been safe there.
When Camila noticed I was covering my ears and not responding, she angrily shoved me.
I was already so dizzy that I could barely stand, and her push sent me crashing to the floor. The dizziness overwhelmed me, leaving me lying there for what felt like an eternity.
Camila continued to berate me, “Wynonna, you shameless bitch! Don’t think you can win Tristan’s sympathy by pretending to be weak. What do you really have aside from your pretty face and your position as the Lambert family’s daughter? You’re just a fool.
“Compared to Xandra, you’re nothing but dirt! You’ve been slandering and defaming her. Do you even realize you nearly drove Xandra to suicide?”
She just kept going on and on.
I could barely hear her anymore. My ears were ringing, and my head was spinning so much. that I felt like I might vomit. All I wanted was for Camila to stop yelling.
“Camila! Enough!” a stern voice commanded, and she fell silent.
A wave of relief washed over me. Before I knew it, someone lifted me from the floor and gently laid me on the bed.
Unable to contain myself any longer, I grasped his sleeve and vomited everything I had eaten that night. This time, the nausea hit harder. It felt as though I was about to throw up my very insides.
The voice remained gentle. “It’s okay now. You’re safe. Just let it out if you need to.”
Camila looked taken aback. “How can she act like this? She’s just pretending! I barely pushed her at all. I was angry and just gave her a little shove, but she fell on her own.
I heard Tristan’s tone turn icy. “She already had a head injury and might be experiencing post- concussion symptoms. Pushing her was definitely wrong. Now, go back to your room and stay there!”
Camila protested, “I’m not going to! She’s the one who should leave, not me.”
Tristan’s voice was icy. “Lila, pack Camila’s things and send her to the Harborview hotel.” Camila was shocked. “Tristan, you’re sending me to a hotel? You’re really kicking me out for this woman?”
I didn’t pay attention to what happened after that, as the room was in chaos.
It looked like the maid was dragging Camila away while I continued to vomit. Finally, after I finished vomiting, I opened my eyes to find the man who had been quietly supporting me.
I smiled bitterly. “Tristan, maybe I should go to the hospital. I’ve really made a mess of
room.
Tristan looked thoughtful as he helped me up. He lifted me effortlessly into his arms and addressed the maids who had hurried over. “Clean this up and call Dr. Ward.”
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Then, he carried me all the way up to the fourth floor. His height made me feel weightless, as if I were nothing more than a feather in his embrace.
The intense dizziness kept my eyes shut, preventing me from taking in my surroundings. All I could tell was that he had carried me into a spacious room.
A faint scent of pinewood lingered in the air. Moments later, he gently laid me down on a large bed. I lay there motionless, like a fish that had been dead for ages.
Tristan moved about the room, and a moment later, a warm towel was gently placed over my
face.
I could feel someone softly wiping my skin. When I opened my eyes, I saw Tristan’s cold face.
