Snap–
A loud, crisp put applause rang out and Anne’s face tilted to the side.
Adriana withdrew her palm, which was numb with pain, and gazed at her with painful coldness.
Covering her face, which was hot and sore, Anne jerked her head up and glared at Adriana.
Adriana looked cold, “Angry, angry? I’m not even angry, so who are you to say you’re angry? You said you didn’t hurt me? Then you say, who put honey’s poison? Is it not you?
If you really don’t want to hurt me? Why do you want me to know the fact that you betrayed me? Do you think your betrayal is not hurtful to me?
You’re not only betraying me and hurting me, you’re also using me. Knowing full well that Brenden had been setting up and torturing me and honey, and that they were dueling, why did you inform me? Are you trying to use me as a shield for you and Brenden?”
Many things can not withstand careful thought, once the quiet mind to ponder the true intentions of the other side, you will find the truth is incomparably cruel and chilling.
Adriana is like that at this time, how much she once believed in Anne, how disappointed, desperate and distressed she is at this time.
Listening to Adriana’s accusations, Anne’s heart flashed and her eyes flashed, pursing her lips without saying a word, not at all admitting her mistake.
Adriana was furious and had come to visit her because she was so strong and sick that her heart still carried a glimmer of hope for her.
Seeing her behave like this, anger, disappointment, grief all kinds of negative emotions came up, her eyes went black, the whole person could not control to fall forward.
It’s a good thing Peter was around and wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her from falling.
“You don’t feel any guilt at all when you see how angry she is at you?” Peter snarled.
In the face of Peter’s questioning, Anne’s red lips hooked slightly, revealing a mocking smile.
“Why should I feel guilty? That’s all you guys should suffer, I’ve endured so many years of loneliness and finally had a chance to be with him, only to have you guys ruin it.”
“I’ve been psyching myself up long enough for you guys to come in and give you tea. Otherwise, you guys came in and I should have stabbed you with a knife and let you bury Brenden with me!”
Her expression was grim, and her gaze towards Peter was full of resentment.
Peter’s dark eyes flashed as he understood something.
“You think Brenden’s dead?” He said in a cold voice.
Anne was taken aback and looked at Peter with wide, eager eyes.
“Did it not die?”
There was incredulity in her eyes.
Is Brenden still alive after being shot so many times last night and falling down in front of him in blood?
After the shootout, Anne and Brenden were separated and arranged. She thought Brenden had been shot so many times that there was still no hope for life.
But now she heard unexpected news, so how can she not be excited and thrilled.
Peter ignored her follow-up questions.
Anne, anxious and helpless, looks to Adriana for help.
“Adriana, help me, how is Brenden doing? Is he okay? Please tell me.”
The positions of the two men instantly swapped, looking that mocking.
Adriana got over the dizzy period and leaned on Peter’s arms, sort of seeing through Anne completely.
In her heart, Brenden is the most important, for Brenden, she can not want her best friend, recklessly doing things that hurt her.
So this way, she does not need to worry about her sadness anymore.
The time has come for the sisterhood to be broken.
“Adri, please, for the sake of our past decades of love, let me meet him, okay?”
Anne pleaded.
Adriana sneered, unable to hide her exhaustion, and whispered to Peter, “Let’s go.”
“Good.”
Peter wrapped his arms around her heartbreakingly and turned around with her to leave.
Anne in the hospital bed eager to get out of bed, brought down a lot of things around, things smashed on the floor with a violent noise.
“Ah …”
Not knowing where it hit, Anne cried out in pain.
“Adriana, at least I helped you so much in the past, so take pity on me and tell me about him.”
She couldn’t care less about her own injuries and shouted towards Adriana.
At the sound of her voice, Adriana’s footsteps were stopped and she turned back.
The hospital gown on Anne’s body was stained with bright red blood, her face was pale, and her eyes flickered with urgency as she looked at her.
It seemed that the words she was about to utter were of immense importance to her, the only thing that mattered most to her at the moment.
“Okay, since you said so, I’ll tell you.”
“Brenden is still alive, but it’s not going to be easy from now on.”
Adriana didn’t ask Peter what to do with Brenden, she didn’t have to think about it to know that Peter wouldn’t let Brenden off the hook easily.
Anne was relieved that Brenden was really alive, and she looked down and touched her stomach with a slight twinkle in her eye.
“Adri…”
She looked up and called Adriana by the nickname she used to call her, with a renewed look.
Adriana sneered, suppressing the sourness in her heart.
“You don’t need to play the emotion card with me, from your performance just now I have completely understood your mind, I will not let Brenden go, save your breath.”
Thinking Brenden was dead, Anne treated her coldly like a stranger.
On the contrary, it began to warm up to her again? Such a perverse performance makes Adriana sad and completely dead at the same time.
Once Anne was genuinely in a relationship with her, now Anne, too, is genuinely single-minded for Brenden, regardless of everything.
“Adriana, are you just going to stand by and watch my child be fatherless? You’re the baby’s godmother.”
Anne hissed with tears streaming down her face.
This statement stimulated Adriana’s heart.
“You remember, I don’t even know how to explain to Helen and the others, what you’ve done? Did you think about them when you did this?”
Anne was speechless, her fingers clenched in the blanket.
“Even if I let him off the hook for the sake of the child, can you get him to give up framing us?”
“Yes, you can, as long as you leave him alone and let him come back to me, I will make sure he lives our little life honestly and won’t go back to asking for what he can’t have.”
Anne looked like she had caught the last straw, and said loudly and eagerly with assurance.
Adriana snickered and tilted her head to look at Peter.
“Do you believe it?”
Peter’s tone was cold.
“Don’t believe it.”
Adriana looks to Anne with a cold gaze.
“We are no longer friends, and you … are well on your way.”
Turning around and being held tightly in Peter’s arms, he walked side by side towards the door of the ward.
“Ah! Adriana, you come back, you come back to me …”
Anne frantically ripped off everything around the hospital bed, hissing and shouting as if the cuckoo was crying for blood.
The door to the room closed, isolating all sound.
Adriana then showed her tiredness.
“Are you tired? Go back and rest.” Peter was incomparably distressed and bent down to pick her up.
She was already powerless to protest and looked up to drop a kiss on his thin lips, smiling sweetly.
“With you as a qualified bearer, I’m not tired.”