Chapter 194: Chapter 194: Don’t Push Me to Other Women

Annabelle Linton put on her dress and stood before the mirror, tidying her hair. Once she was satisfied with her reflection, she strode out of the hospital room.

Leona Grant watched Annabelle Linton, his gaze fiery.

Undressed, she was alluring; dressed, she was coldly stunning.

To be sure, Annabelle Linton’s face wasn’t what one would call devastatingly beautiful, but she was by no means plain.

At the very least, many people couldn’t achieve such results even with plastic surgery.

A person’s beauty is a combination of their outer and inner selves. The reason Annabelle Linton’s beauty hadn’t shone through before was because she lacked a certain aura.

An aura that sparked desire.

But now, she embodied both cold arrogance and stunning beauty. A single glance was enough to ignite a man’s desire to conquer her.

’How could such a perfect woman exist in this world?’

The sound of the door closing made Leona Grant realize Annabelle Linton had left.

He frowned and chased after her. “Annabelle Linton, where are you going now?”

Faye Sheffield and Vivian Yates were standing in the hallway, but Annabelle Linton didn’t even spare them a glance.

She didn’t break her stride, continuing forward as she coolly uttered two words: “I’m busy.”

Leona Grant’s face darkened as he stepped in front of her, blocking her path. “Busy? What could you possibly be busy with? Are you trying to run away after using me?”

Annabelle Linton rubbed the bridge of her nose and glanced over at Vivian Yates. “Look, your childhood sweetheart is here for you. You don’t expect me to stand there and be a third wheel, do you?”

“Annabelle Linton!” Leona Grant grabbed her arm and started pulling her back inside. “Don’t you dare make baseless accusations, and don’t you dare push me off on other women!”

When Vivian Yates heard this, her face instantly paled.

’Since when… had she become just another woman to him?’

She didn’t know what had happened. Ever since Annabelle Linton fell down the stairs, he had been slowly, steadily distancing himself from her.

She hadn’t done anything, and he still seemed to trust her… He hadn’t questioned her or treated her unusually.

But she just felt like he was constantly pulling away from her.

He had never been like this before…

’So, it’s because of Annabelle Linton?’

’Yes, it has to be her!’

A flash of rage and malice shot through Vivian Yates’s eyes, but she quickly masked it.

She glanced at Faye Sheffield, who was also glaring at Annabelle Linton. A brilliant plan began to form in her mind…

’I can’t stand her. I can’t stand this woman for one more second!’

Annabelle Linton happened to catch that flash of malice and narrowed her eyes.

’This little bitch… what is she up to?’

’Just seeing these people makes me sick. I wanted to leave to get some peace—out of sight, out of mind. But if I just walk away, Vivian Yates will find a way to screw me over…’

As Annabelle Linton was weighing her options, Vivian Yates suddenly ran to her side and grabbed her arm anxiously. “Annabelle, no matter what, you, me, and Faye have been friends for many years. Faye is just blunt and doesn’t mean any harm. Can you please forgive her?”

Annabelle Linton’s mouth twitched. Only then did she notice Faye Sheffield standing to the side, glaring at her venomously.

’But why is there a long, bloody scratch on her face?’

“Vivian, don’t beg her! At worst, I’ll just give her my life. There’s no need to beg a promiscuous bitch like her!”

She would never forget the savage looks on the faces of the men who had pinned her down and tried to ruin her face right after she woke up!

If Vivian hadn’t arrived in time, she probably would have died right there!

She was Vivian’s best friend; Young Master Grant wouldn’t be so heartless. So it must have been that bitch Annabelle Linton who was behind this treacherous plot!

She had just seen Annabelle Linton seducing Young Master Grant. That bitch really had a knack for seducing men!

Annabelle Linton’s lips curled into a contemptuous smirk, her eyes like a pool of spring water devoid of any warmth.

’Forgive her? No need to beg a promiscuous bitch like me?’

’I can’t even be bothered to play games with her. So what’s this? Are they trying to pin more shit on me again?’

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