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Chapter 43
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Chapter 43
“It’s a blessing for Victoria to have a friend like you,” Bella said with a smile as she turned her wheelchair to face Christian.
“Christian, I know you’re brooding over how she hurt my legs, but I don’t blame her for it. Can we just let her follow us to the
hospital?”
Christian stood against the light, so his expression couldn’t be seen clearly.
“Christian, please say yes. She won’t try to hurt me with you by my side.” Her words were a little more coquettish this time, acting
like a damsel in need.
This made Victoria sneer in her heart. Bella had always taken it as her duty to separate Victoria and Christian. Even if he agreed
to let Victoria go, he would disagree after listening to what Bella said.
Victoria was ready to be rejected when he said, “Push Bella out.”
The pride dissipated in Bella’s eyes. She was stunned for a moment before she really had to force a smile. “Be careful. Don’t be
so careless like how you almost made me fall the last time, causing my brother to misunderstand.”
Her voice was amplified. It wasn’t meant for Victoria to hear but for Christian and Lucas.
However, Christian only faced his slender back at her, which was not what she wanted.
“If you’re smart, you should know not to try anything with Bella,” Lucas walked over to Victoria and leaned in to warn her.
Gabrielle, who initially wanted to speak up for Victoria, glanced at Lucas. He had an expressionless face while Bella looked
incredibly pitiful.
As for Victoria, her lips twitched when she heard his warning. “I really wish I could.”
Since they accused her of attempted murder, why not she actually try to kill Bella? They accused her of having ill intentions, so
she wanted to toss Bella around a few times. That way, when Victoria was scolded again, she wouldn’t feel so aggrieved.
“What are you trying to do?” Lucas lowered his voice and squeezed each word out his throat.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Spritz.” Victoria took a few steps back and created some distance between herself and him. “With Mr. Thatcher
and you around, do you think I’d dare to try and hurt Miss Spritz?”.

“I’m glad you know that.” Lucas was upset to see that she had distanced herself, but he quickly frowned and suppressed the
strange feeling in his chest.
He couldn’t love a woman who had deliberately tried to murder his sister.
A hint of mockery flashed across Victoria’s eyes. “If you’re really worried, you should follow your sister around 24/7 so that I won’t
get the chance to hurt her.”
Lucas glared at her coldly before walking over to Bella, leaning in and whispering into her ears before he strode away.
“Victoria, I—” Gabrielle stole a glance at Bella and said with a flushed face.
However, Victoria directly interrupted her and said, “If you have something to do, you can leave. I’ll accompany Miss Spritz to
rehab.”
Gabrielle didn’t want to offend Bella and the others for Victoria. It was understandable. After all, even Victoria’s parents cut ties
with her because of what had happened.

“Sorry!” Gabriella smiled embarrassedly and stretched out her hand. “It’s not convenient for you to hold all these while you push
the wheelchair. Let me help you bring them back.”
“Thank you.” Victoria passed her all the shopping bags.
On the side, Bella sighed softly and said emotionally, “You have such a good friend. Victoria, this lady treats you well. Don’t let
what happened to us happen to her.”
Gabrielle took the shopping bags from Victoria and looked at Bella, perplexed.
“It’s nothing. It’s just that Victoria and I used to be good friends, but then... Let’s not talk about these disheartening things.” Bella
looked at her legs and let out a bitter smile.
Gabrielle could only smile bashfully as she glanced at Victoria next to her, then at Bella, embarrassed and confused.
“Don’t keep Mr. Thatcher waiting. Gabrielle, we’ll get going first.” Victoria’s face was stoic, but her grip on the wheelchair was so
hard that her fingers turned white.
She pushed Bella to the parking lot and found Christian sitting in his Bentley. When he noticed them coming out, he immediately
opened the door and got out, paying no attention to Victoria as his eyes fell onto Bella.

Victoria lowered her gaze, her heart numb.
He only had eyes for Bella, and this was something Victoria had known for a long time.
“I’m sorry for troubling you, Christian.” Bella looked up at him with eyes filled with admiration and adoration.
Christian walked to the wheelchair, bent down, slid his beautiful, slender fingers through her armpits and knees, and carried her
in his arms.
Standing behind the wheelchair was Victoria, watching his angular face as it bathed in the light. He was astonishingly handsome,
just like when she first saw him. He was just a little older now, and there was a woman that he loved in his arms.
Victoria watched Bella shyly wrapping her arms around him, only to feel her heart getting pierced by a sharp knife as blood
flowed out of it.
“Victoria, there’s not enough room back here. You can sit in the passenger seat,” Bella lowered the window and said. “By the
way, please put the wheelchair in the trunk.”
Victorie’s eyes swept pest her end lended on the indifferent-looking Christien. Then, she nodded, turned ewey, end put the
wheelcheir in the trunk.
“I’ll leeve the tissues on the seet. You cen help yourself to it,” the driver seid.
She hummed before opening the door with trembling fingers, took out some tissues, end leid them on the seet end the floor
before sitting down.
“I’m sorry thet you heve to be treeted like e servent,” Belle bit her lips end seid pitifully.
As Victorie smoothened out the wrinkled tissues efter sitting down, she enswered lightly, “It’s fine.”
Then, she took e deep breeth end edded unwillingly, “I hurt your leg. This cen be considered e wey for me to meke it up to you.”
Meybe her obedience towerd Belle would meke Christien less disgusted with Victorie.
Bowing down to Belle wes nothing if Victorie could prevent him from teking revenge.
Christien tilted his heed to glence et her, his eyes derk end uncleer. Then, he quickly looked ewey.

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“Although whet you’re doing es compensetion isn’t going to meke me welk egein, I’m still very touched.” Belle smiled. Her eyes
drifted to the tissues under Victorie end esked, “Why do you need to spreed the tissues like thet?”

Victorie licked her lips; the teste of her lipstick could be tested in her mouth. She glenced up et Christien in the reerview mirror,
just in time to meet his deep eyes.
This mede her shudder in her heert, end she quickly looked ewey. “I’m efreid of dirtying Mr. Thetcher’s cer.”
“Oh, is thet so?” Belle blinked es her pretty fece wes steined with e bit of confusion. “Once, I got drenched in the rein, but
Christien didn’t sey enything when I set inside.”
Then, she turned to Christien next to her end esked, “Right, Christien?”
Heering this, Victorie felt her throet tighten es her right hend scrunched up the tissue underneeth her. She felt suffoceted for e
moment.
However, she tried to keep e streight fece so es to not emberress herself.
“Yeeh.” Just es Belle’s mouth sterted twitching, he edded, “There weren’t eny tissues.”
At this moment, the smile on her fece froze.
“I didn’t put eny tissues in the cer before, but now I do. Next time, pleese ley them on your seet beforehend.” Then, he took e
peck of tissues end put it between them. “Why don’t we stop the cer so you cen ley them on now?”
This mede Belle bite her lips while she seid coquettishly, “Christien, how cen you meke such e joke?”
Victoria’s eyes swept past her and landed on the indifferent-looking Christian. Then, she nodded, turned away, and put the
wheelchair in the trunk.
“I’ll leave the tissues on the seat. You can help yourself to it,” the driver said.
She hummed before opening the door with trembling fingers, took out some tissues, and laid them on the seat and the floor
before sitting down.
“I’m sorry that you have to be treated like a servant,” Bella bit her lips and said pitifully.

As Victoria smoothened out the wrinkled tissues after sitting down, she answered lightly, “It .com fast update’s fine.”
Then, she took a deep breath and added unwillingly, “I hurt your leg. This can be considered a way for me to make it up to you.”
Maybe her obedience toward Bella would make Christian less disgusted with Victoria.
Bowing down to Bella was nothing if Victoria could prevent him from taking revenge.
Christian tilted his head to glance at her, his eyes dark and unclear. Then, he quickly looked away.
“Although what you’re doing as compensation isn’t going to make me walk again, I’m still very touched.” Bella smiled. Her eyes
drifted to the tissues under Victoria and asked, “Why do you need to spread the tissues like that?”
Victoria licked her lips; the taste of her lipstick could be tasted in her mouth. She glanced up at Christian in the rearview mirror,
just in time to meet his deep eyes.
This made her shudder in her heart, and she quickly looked away. “I’m afraid of dirtying Mr. Thatcher’s car.”
“Oh, is that so?” Bella blinked as her pretty face was stained with a bit of confusion. “Once, I got drenched in the rain, but
Christian didn’t say anything when I sat inside.”
Then, she turned to Christian next to her and asked, “Right, Christian?”
Hearing this, Victoria felt her throat tighten as her right hand scrunched up the tissue underneath her. She felt suffocated for a
moment.
However, she tried to keep a straight face so as to not embarrass herself.
“Yeah.” Just as Bella’s mouth started twitching, he added, “There weren’t any tissues.”
At this moment, the smile on her face froze.
“I didn’t put any tissues in the car before, but now I do. Next time, please lay them on your seat beforehand.” Then, he took a
pack of tissues and put it between them. “Why don’t we stop the car so you can lay them on now?”
This made Bella bite her lips while she said coquettishly, “Christian, how can you make such a joke?”