Chapter 7: Is My
Acting Not Good Enough?
Just as Abbie was about to hit
the ground, Lexie grabbed
her arm.
Abbie looked at Lexie in
shock.
“If you’re gonna act the part, do it right,” Lexie whispered to Abbie, her voice soft yet carrying a subtle chill. “If you can’t, maybe I can help
you.”
Abbie felt a pang in her c*est
as she locked eyes with Lexie. There was this weird,
icy vibe in Lexie’s gaze that gave Abbie the creeps.
To create a natural spot on
the hospital lawn, there were intentionally placed rocks for decoration.
Lexie knew exactly what
awaited Abbie when she
released her arm, but she
showed no hesitation.
With a muffled sound,
Abbie’s head hit the stone.
Her fair forehead instantly
swelled, and she looked even
more pitiful.
The whole incident
happened in an instant,
catching both Abbie and
Callum off guard.
When Callum finally reacted, he glared at Lexie with gritted teeth, sternly growling, “Lexie Baily, do you know what you’re doing?”
Lexie shrugged, looking
nonchalantly. “Whoops!
Sorry, I didn’t mean to…”
“You…!” Callum clocked
Lexie’s unapologetic
expression, realizing she didn’t really feel sorry.
“You don’t believe me?” Lexie
looked at Callum with a
mocking smile. “It’s strange. Why do you believe Abbie’s apologies and not mine? Is my acting not good
enough?”
Abbie touched her forehead,
feeling the swelling and
sharp pain that seemed to
pierce her brain.
Hatred burned in her eyes as
she glared at Lexie. She quietly clenched her teeth,
holding back the desire to
charge forward and shatter
her.
For Abbie, who was in
Hollywood, her face was particularly important, and
she couldn’t bear the cost of
disfigurement.
She didn’t expect Lexie to be
so ruthless!
Despite Abbie’s glaring, Lexie smirked, “Abbie, you listen up! Best for you to stay out of my sight in the future,
or the next encounter won’t
be as chill as this one.”
Sensing the warning in her
words, Callum stepped
forward, blocking Lexie’s
way, and looked at her with a
dark expression. “Lexie,
you’re absolutely
unreasonable!”
Lexie raised an eyebrow, a frosty grin playing on her *ips. “If you think I’m unreasonable, then just steer clear. I’ve got zero patience. Anything I don’t like would
never get a second glance
from me, cuz that makes me
sick!”
“You!” Callum’s face
darkened, clenching his fists
at his sides. “If you hold a
grudge against me, come at me, but leave Abbie out of
it!”
“Seriously, is chasing after garbage the latest trend? You’re giving yourself way
too much credit there,” Lexie quipped, shooting him a
look dripping with sarcasm.
Callum stared at her, his
brows furrowed, and issued a
warning, “You can hate me,
but I won’t allow you to
harm Abbie!”
Scooping up Abbie, he shot Lexie a meaningful glance,
and then strolled away.
Lexie stood there watching the two leaving, tears uncontrollably filling her
eyes.
Three years down the drain—all that hard work
was for nothing. Going
against her family just brought her a brief moment
of happiness.
But since she decided to end
it all, she had never thought
of turning back.
Lexie shut her eyes slowly, trying to hold back the tears,
but they just spilled out, a
silent lament for the love she
insisted with her stubborn
ways.
“Are you okay?” A magnetic
voice sounded beside her.
