Chapter 800


    After seeing the wounds on her face, Chelsea was silent.


    Then, she let out a maniacalugh!


    Her right face was still smooth and exquisite, but her left face was mulch. It was as if some parts of it


    were missing, half of her face was caved in!


    Her wound was much uglier than she had imagined! A million times uglier!


    Her ego was badly wounded. All the grievance she received in the past was not as great as the harm


    her wounded face brought to her!


    No wonder the brother that loved her the most in the past would suddenly have a change of attitude.


    Even her mother, Jete, could not help but take a step back after seeing the wound on her face.


    "Charlie, you get discharged first!" Jete retracted her gaze. She did not want to spend another


    second longer there. "If she wants to stay in the hospital, let her be! You don''t have to deal with her."


    "Mom, how heartbreaking is it to say this in front of her! Although she is an ugly one right now, I will


    never forget how pretty she was in the past." Charlie looked at Jete and smiled.


    After they left, the doctor cleaned the wound on Chelsea''s face and wrapped it up in bandages once


    more.


    "Miss Tierney, although your face is ruined, you should be d you''re alive." The doctor took pity on


    Chelsea''s situation. "As long as you''re alive, your possibilities are endless. If you''re dead, there is


    nothing you can do anymore. Beauty is not the basis of a person''s sess."


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    Chelsea looked at the doctor coldly. "That''s because the person who got humiliated is not you."


    "How do you know I haven''t been humiliated before?" The doctors said politely, "If you want to


    discharge, I can prescribe you some medicine. You need to change your bandages three times a day."


    "I want to stay here. I don''t want to go home!"


    "You''ll get sick easily if you stay here," The doctor said, "I advise you to go home and recuperate."


    "Hehe! Fine! I’ll get discharged! Are you happy now! Anyway, I won''t dare to die. I have to face reality


    sooner orter!" Chelsea flipped the covers aside >f&


    On the way back in the taxi, Chelsea thought a lot. She used to think that Elliot was mean to her.


    However, at that moment, she missed Elliot a lot. Elliot treated her much better than her mother. He


    was much better than her brother and might look like he loved her, but he was only after her pretty


    looks.


    She was the foolish one for messing it all up.


    When she returned home, she was Charlie and their father happily discussing something. Chelsea was


    stunned.


    Charlie''s home was set on fire. His legs were crippled. He should be in pain and depression. How


    could he stillugh? "Dad, Charlie, I''m home." Chelsea walked over to them and interrupted their


    conversation.


    Frank, Chelsea''s father, cast her a condescending nce. He ignored her.


    Charlie saw her and his smile vanished. " Didn''t you want toe back? What made youe to your


    senses? Chelsea, although your life is ruined, all you need to do is to care for our parents. I will surely


    still feed you."


    Chelsea forced her tears back. She said docilely, "Charlie, I will listen to Mom and Dad in the future,


    and you, too. "


    "Hmm. Are you wondering why I''m in such a good mood?" Charlie could see what was on her mind


    through her gaze.


    "Charlie, I hope that you can defeat Elliot. If not, what if he bullies us again?" Chelsea lowered her gaze


    and said worriedly, "This time, my face is ruined, you broke your leg. If there is a next time..."


    "There will not be a next time!" Charlie barked fiercely. "I have gotten a grip on Elliot! If he dares to do


    anything, I will expose him!"


    Chelsea nodded and returned to her room.


    In the evening, at Elliot''s mansion. After dinner, Elliot received a message on his phone. It was from


    Mike.


    [I’m taking the kids to Bridgedale tonight. La told me to send you a text.]


    Elliot read the message. His creased brows rxed. He replied, [Safe travels.]


    A whileter, Mike sent another message. This time, it was a link.


    Elliot tapped on the link that brought him to Tweeter.


    A video appeared. In the video, La''s face with makeup was dazzling. Elliot yed the video and


    looked at the screen closely.