“Hades has already provided me with a complete diet plan. I’ll make sure to prepare healthy meals for you in the next few days,” Katelyn said.
“You don’t have to go through all that trouble. I can easily hire a nutritionist. You should focus on taking care of yourself,” Vincent responded. His gaze softened with concern as he noticed how much weight Katelyn had lost since Carol’s illness. Her frame looked more delicate than ever, almost as if a light wind could send her tumbling.
Katelyn slowly shook her head, her expression firm. “It’s not an issue. I’ll take care of it. You ended up in this condition because of me.”
Vincent didn’t argue with Katelyn’s determination. The room had fallen quiet after their conversation, but the silence felt comfortable, not tense. Katelyn had already begun to focus on the design sketches, while Vincent was caught up in his remaining tasks. Though they shared the same space, neither of them interrupted the other, each absorbed in their work, creating a peaceful, unspoken harmony.
Every so often, their eyes would meet, and in that brief connection, they found a quiet sense of peace. But then, the silence was shattered by the sound of hurried footsteps and a loud call.
“Katelyn, show yourself!” Katelyn’s head shot up, her eyes narrowing with alertness.
Katelyn knew that voice all too well. Could Sharon have heard about Lise being beaten and rushed to the hospital just to stir up trouble? As Katelyn opened the door, she was met with Sharon’s fiery glare.
“I can’t believe you had the nerve to break Lise’s wrist!” Sharon seethed, her face red with rage.
That infuriating Katelyn. Sharon couldn’t believe that time and time again, Katelyn had targeted Lise as if she didn’t have anyone to protect her.
Katelyn met Sharon’s glare with calm composure, a cold smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “This is a hospital. There are people here who need rest. I suggest you lower your voice.”
“Don’t you dare speak to me like that!” Sharon snapped, her fury only growing.
Katelyn used to quietly endure, always choosing to stay silent and passive in the face of conflict. What had changed now?
“I want you to apologize to Lise this instant. Get on your knees and apologize properly, or I swear, don’t blame me for breaking your legs!” Sharon’s words dripped with malice.
Katelyn’s eyes glittered with cold defiance as she shot back, “That’s never going to happen.”
Her response came sharp and unflinching.
“If you keep making a fuss, I won’t hesitate to call security.”
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