Chapter 368
Lana said, “Fay, being loyal to Miss Hart is our mission. Don’t ever forget who gave you your life. She can grant it, and she can take it away just as easily.”
“Yes, I understand. From now on, I'll only mind my own business,” Fay replied.
Fay’s eyes dimmed with disappointment. Just being able to stay by her side and serve her is already the greatest blessing I could hope for, he thought to himself.
I shouldn’t yearn for things that were never meant to be mine, he reminded himself.
Meanwhile, Clark had already slipped away, but not before making sure Thorn got the antidote. Boss, we almost got busted, he thought.
Good thing he was a master of disguise. Nobody could see through his act.
“Hazel, you’re here. Have you gotten all the poison out of your system?” Thorn asked anxiously.
But what Thorn really wanted to know was whether she had been with someone else that night.
“I’m fine now. I’ll be heading back in a few days. Thorn, you should spend more time with your parents,” Hazel said.
Thorn’s face went pale at her words. He tumbled off the bed and threw his arms around her.
“If you dare leave me, I’ll just die right in front of you,” he blurted out, half-threatening, half-pleading.
Sienna let out a helpless sigh, closed her eyes, and pushed him away.
“Thorn, we both have our own lives to live,” she said.
“No! I’m not letting you go. Wherever you go, I’m going too,” Thorn insisted stubbornly.
Hazel caught a whiff of a scent on herself that didn’t belong to her. Her eyes widened, and her trembling hand instinctively gripped her own arm.
Thorn demanded, “You! You were with him, weren’t you?”
His voice was trembling, teetering on the edge of breaking down. He was asking, but deep down, he already knew the answer.
He knew that if she didn’t want to, no one could ever force her.
Sienna looked into his eyes, seeing the hope there about to break, and hit him with the truth he couldn’t bear.
“Yes, I already have…” she started.
“Don’t say it. Just don’t!" Thorn shouted, cutting her off, his eyes burning with anger and desperation as he glared at her.
He shook his head in disbelief. “No! That’s not true! Nothing happened. Can’t we just go back to how things were before?”
Thorn simply couldn’t accept it. He would never accept that there was someone else by her side.
No way. Not ever.
Sienna slapped him hard across the face.
Thorn’s head snapped to the side, his eyes hollow and crazed.
“Thorn, go live your own life,” Sienna said.
With that, she turned to leave, but Thorn, ignoring everything else, rushed forward and grabbed her again, locking her tightly in his arms.
His voice was pitiful and desperate as he pleaded, “Hazel, please, you can’t just leave me all alone. I love you. I love you so much. I can’t live without you.”
Sienna had reached the end of her patience. She was just about to act when she spotted Thorn’s parents approaching.
“Let go! Someone’s coming,” she hissed.
It was only when he saw his own parents that Thorn finally let go of Sienna.
“Hazel, we heard this brat ended up in the hospital. How is he doing now?” Thorn’s father asked.
“It’s all good now. You don’t have to worry,” Sienna replied.
As night fell, Sienna handed the last document to Lana and let out a yawn. She was just about to head into her room to sleep when she suddenly sensed someone inside.
She whipped out her gun in a flash. Who could possibly sneak into my room without making a sound? she thought, instantly on alert.
There, sitting at the table, was a figure pouring wine.
It was Thorn.
Sienna jammed the gun against his head, her tone icy.
“Who said you could come in!”
Thorn raised his glass, swirling the wine, fixing her with a deep, unreadable gaze.
“Hazel, hey, relax. I just wanted to have a drink with you. Come on, just sit down and have one with me.”
Sienna cocked the gun, her eyes icy cold. “Get out.”
Thorn drained the wine in one gulp, stood up, and a dark, almost deranged smile twisted across his gloomy face.
“Go on, shoot me right between the eyes. One shot, send me straight to hell."