Chapter 245
Grace sat on the hospital bed, a cold glint flashing in her eyes as she listened to Jodie’s words. “Are you done yet?”
Jodie, seeing her pitiful state, felt a twisted satisfaction. “Not even close. What’s wrong? You forget what happened last night when I had you pinned to the ground, looking like a mess? There will be countless more moments like that. If you’re on my radar, you’re in for it. Just wait and see how I handle you.”
She said it with a smug tone, like a high school bully who enjoyed tormenting others.
Grace got up from the bed, grabbing a nearby cup and hurling it at Jodie, then picking up a chair and throwing it at her.
Jodie, caught up in her rant, didn’t expect such a response. The impact of the chair caused her vision to blur, nearly knocking her out cold.
Yancey didn’t expect Grace to strike back so fiercely. “Grace! Calm down!”
But the chair had already hit its mark, crashing against Jodie’s head. Her face went deathly pale, and she collapsed unconscious.
The doctors, aware of the commotion, rushed in immediately and quickly transported Jodie to the emergency room.
Grace still had a burning fury inside her and felt the need to vent. But before she could act, Ethan rushed in, pushed by Tim, whose expression was also grim. They both stood in the hallway, waiting.
Joanne, seeing this, grabbed Grace’s arm nervously. “Grace, what should we do? Mr. Henderson looks really angry.”
Grace knew that Ethan cared deeply for Jodie, but she didn’t expect him to leave an important meeting to rush here. She bit her lip, unsure of what to say, when she heard Ethan ask, “Who did this?”
Yancey quickly stepped in front of Grace, taking the blame. “Uncle Ethan, it was my fault. I was just messing around with Jodie and didn’t mean for it to get so serious. I’ll apologize to her when she wakes up.” sŵnovel
Before he could finish, Ethan snapped, “Tim.”
Tim walked up to Yancey. Before he even had time to react, he was slapped hard across the face. The sound of the slap echoed through the hallway, sharp and stinging.
Yancey didn’t retaliate. Everyone in the Henderson family knew how spoiled Jodie was, especially by Ethan, the family’s heir. And Jodie was his sister; he hadn’t protected her, so it was only right for him to be punished.
Grace felt a pang in her chest when she saw the clear handprint on Yancey’s face. “Mr. Henderson…”
Before she could speak, Yancey grabbed her hand. “Grace, I need to talk to you.”
With that, he pulled her back into the hospital ward. Joanne was left standing awkwardly in the hallway, unsure of what to do.
Once back in the room, Yancey sat Grace down on the bed. “I’ve already been slapped, so don’t say anything more in front of Uncle Ethan. Do you want to be slapped too? Don’t forget, between you and Jodie, Uncle Ethan wift always choose her. Everyone in the Henderson family knows how spoiled she is.”
Grace’s chest tightened, that familiar feeling of frustration rising again. She needed to do something, anything, to release it. She took a deep breath, but before she could think, Yancey spoke again.
“It’s been a whole day, and your boyfriend still hasn’t contacted you? He clearly doesn’t care about you at all. Maybe you should break up with him. You deserve someone better, Grace.”
Grace’s headache intensified, and she had no desire to deal with relationship drama at the moment. She especially didn’t want to think about Ed.