Chapter 286


    Lillian sneered inwardly, her heart as cold as ice. She shut the door behind her with a soft click and


    turned to face her nemesis, Brielle, lying on the hospital bed.


    Brielle’s face was flushed with fever, an IV needle piercing the back of her hand, pumping life–saving


    fluids into her bloodstream.


    Fate, it seemed, was on Lillian’s side today.


    A wicked grin flickered across Lillian’s face as she grabbed a pillow from the bedside and pressed it


    down hard over Brielle’s face. “You bitch! Go to hell!” Her knuckles whitened with the force she applied,


    every muscle in her arm straining.


    Brielle didn’t even have time to utter a word; her breathing became morebored by the second. Her


    nightmare was turning into a horror show, the dark sky above seemed to drop an unreal shroud devoid


    of oxygen, and she was suffocating.


    “Help,” she gasped in her mind.


    But Lillian was relentless, her grin twisted as she kept the pressure on.


    At this critical moment, someone was knocking at the door, seemingly about to enter at any second.


    Grinding her teeth in annoyance, Lillian quickly removed the pillow and tossed it aside. Brielle’s


    cellphoney on the bedsheet, unguarded. Lillian snatched it up and, using Brielle’s fingerprint,


    unlocked the device.


    Just then, the nurse entered, carrying a tray filled with various medications. She gave Lillian a


    suspicious nce. “Are you here to see Ms. Brielle? May I ask who you are?”


    Max had entrusted the nurse to be vignt with his patient, and not for a moment could she let her


    guard down. No sooner had she stepped out than someone new had appeared in the room.


    Lillian pulled her hat down lower, “I’m her family, just wanted to check in on her. Is she okay?”


    Suspicion lurked in the depths of the nurse’s eyes, but Lillian’s demeanor didn’t give away anything out


    of the ordinary, so she just shook her head. “Just a bad tase of anxiety, some rest and she’ll be fine.”


    The nurse prepared the injection, as Lillian spoke up, “Max asked me toe by and check on her,


    d to hear she’s doing well.”


    Lillian’s words were a probe, with the increase in staff at the door, she couldn’t help but suspect they


    were Max’s people. After all, who else would care about Brielle?


    At the mention of Max, a flicker of surprise crossed the nurse’s face, and her defenses dropped, her


    lips curving into a smile. “You’re here on Max’s behalf? He’s not only handsome and wealthy, but he’s


    also so attentive to his girlfriend. Ms. Brielle is really lucky. They must’ve had a row. Max couldn’te


    by day, so he sneaks in at night to visit Ms. Brielle. She’s truly


    blessed.”


    The nurse turned her back to administer the medication, unaware of the malignant hatred contorting


    Lillian’s face.


    Lillian gripped the phone so tightly she wished she could crush it. Her mind reyed the nurse’s words


    on a loop.


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    Sneaking in at night to see her after a fight…


    Was this careful and gentle man really the same Max who had driven her to jump off the building? She


    remembered how cold and indifferent he was that night, as if her life meant nothing, and she were a


    bug to be stepped on.


    That bitch! Why did she get everything. Why was it Brielle who had it all, while she, Lillian, had nothing


    but shame and loss?


    “Fuck all of you!.”


    The nurse kept murmuring, full of envy, clueless that behind her, someone was poised with a vase,


    ready to im her life. The vase was lifted high, about to be brought down with fatal force, when


    Lillian’s ears caught the sound of conversation. It was the night staff at the door. chatting idly.