Isabella trembled, her eyes red. "Serena, please don't kick me out! As long as you forgive me, I'll do anything. I'll even be your maid..."
"Either get back to your ward or go back to the villa and lock yourself in," Serena interrupted coldly, her impatience showing.
Isabella gripped her fingers. "S-Serena... you mean, I can stay?"
Did that mean she didn't have to be locked up anymore?
Serena didn't finish, just looked at her coldly.
Douglas Vinton scoffed, his wicked features full of mockery. "My niece means, if you don't get out of here right now, you'll definitely regret it."
His smile made Isabella shrink back.
She quickly stood up. "I-I'll go back to my ward right now..."
She stumbled out of the room. Blood all over her face and hands, staining her hospital gown. She looked pathetic, but no one helped her.
At the door, she collided with a tall, blonde, blue-eyed man in a suit rushing in.
Isabella fell hard, groaning in pain as tears welled up.

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