Chapter 221
Lila stopped in her tracks and turned to look at Dorian, a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. “Is that so? I don’t believe I can’t.”
With that, she didn’t even spare his grim face another glance before turning and walking away. Her steps were steady and confident, each one radiating the kind of assurance and resilience of a wild rose, growing strong and defiant.
She first went to the nurse’s station to get a face mask before leaving the hospital ward.
Dorian had said there were a lot of people outside. That didn’t sound like a lie.
Her incident was already trending on the hot topic list, showing how badly she had been cornered and injured. The video made her look quite a mess. From the footage, it was clear that as soon as she passed out, Dorian had taken her away.
Just as she had guessed, it seemed like he had orchestrated the whole thing. His plan must have been to swoop in at her lowest moment, appearing like a hero to save her.
What he hadn’t expected, however, was that the crowd would be so vicious, pushing her down the stairs, which was why she hadn’t seen him arrive.
Lila found a discreet spot to observe. She first checked the main entrance. The hospital had banned entertainment reporters from entering, but they were waiting outside in full force. A few individuals and some pairs, who were clearly not here for medical reasons, lingered by the roadside.
The hospital entrance, which was normally busy, was even more crowded today. Some people openly held cameras, standing as close to the security area as they were allowed.
She quietly turned around and headed for the side door, which seemed less crowded, but the situation wasn’t much better.
There should be another side door. She turned around and headed toward the other side. Just as she hadn’t gone far, someone suddenly tapped her shoulder.
Lila’s first instinct was that some reporters had slipped inside. Her back tensed slightly, her eyes turning cold as her fists clenched, ready to strike at any moment.
“Lila?”A voice tinged with some confusion called from behind.
Hearing the familiar voice, she relaxed just a little, turning around. “Ter, what are you doing here?”
It was Terry, who was dressed casually. He was holding a few test reports. “Are you sick?”
He lifted the reports slightly. “No, not me. It’s my dad. He was drinking yesterday, couldn’t resist, and ended up in trouble. Now, he got himself hospitalized.
“I saw you wandering around earlier before coming back here,” he
noticing the hospital gowns
wearing. “What happened? How did you get hurt on your forehead?”
Since last night, he had been too busy to follow the news online, so he hadn’t seen the updates about her incident that morning.
“Well, it’s a bit complicated,” Lila
said. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to explain, but it wasn’t something that could be easily summarized. “I got hit in the head, had some issues with the injury, and got trapped at the hospital. I was just trying to see if there was a less crowded way out.”
Terry furrowed his brow. “Does this have something to do with Dorian? Is he still bothering you?”
As he spoke, he pulled out his phone to search for any related news, assuming that it would likely be trending if it involved Dorian.
He soon found the videos of Lila being attacked, her clothes torn before she fell down the stairs. Later, Dorian took her to the hospital. His frown deepened.
“This bastard! Does he even know what he’s doing?” He gritted his teeth, furious. “I’ll go confront him for you.”
“Wait.” She stopped him. “It won’t help. There’s no evidence linking him to this. Confronting him now would be pointless.”
It wouldn’t do any good.