Chapter 7

Jocelyn Reed’s POV

Lily ran down the second-floor stairs wrapped in Theodore’s robe.

When she saw the state I was in, shock flashed through her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by thick jealousy and malice.

I knew what she was thinking. She would never allow Theodore to feel even the slightest guilt toward me.

“Ms. Reed, what happened to you? Didn’t Theodore tell you to take a taxi yourself? You didn’t have to walk back, did you?”

Lily rushed down the stairs hypocritically and reached out to pull my arm. “Hurry and take a hot shower. You’re getting the carpet all dirty…”

The instant Lily’s hand touched me, my body instinctively flinched from weakness, and I took half a step back.

That step back did not touch Lily at all.

But Lily seized the moment and let out a shrill scream. “Ah—!”

Her whole body flew like a kite with its string cut, tumbling straight down the last few steps.

Her forehead slammed hard into the marble floor, and crimson blood instantly seeped out.

“Lily!”

All of Theodore’s panic and that tiny bit of guilt that had just begun to form vanished in an instant.

He rushed over like a madman and pulled Lily into his arms. “Lily, how are you?”

Lily leaned weakly in Theodore’s arms, blood running down from her forehead, making her look all the more pitiful.

Her eyes reddened as she pointed at me, her voice trembling. “Theodore… I only wanted to take her to shower. Why did she push me? It hurts so much…”

I stood quietly where I was, watching her clumsy performance.

I did not even have the desire to explain, because I knew Theodore’s eyes were blind, and his heart was biased.

Sure enough.

After Theodore settled Lily down, he suddenly stood up, strode to me in a few steps, and slammed me hard against the wall.

A sense of suffocation swept over me instantly.

I was already weak to the extreme. Now, with Theodore gripping me like he was holding a chick, I did not even have the strength to resist.

“Jocelyn Reed! How did you grow such a vicious heart?”

Theodore’s eyes were bloodshot, his handsome face turning savage with rage.

He stared at me through gritted teeth. “When your self-inflicted pity act doesn’t work, you start trying to kill people, is that it? What did Lily ever do to you that you would hurt her like this?!”

“I didn’t.” I forced the three words out from between my teeth, my voice hoarse beyond recognition.

“You’re still arguing!”

Theodore’s grip suddenly tightened. “I saw you push her with my own eyes! That scheming mind of yours, willing to do anything to climb up, is absolutely disgusting!”

He suddenly released his hand.

I slid to the floor like a piece of torn cloth, coughing violently and gulping down the freezing air. A shocking ring of blue-purple bruises immediately appeared around my neck.

Theodore looked down at me from above, his gaze as cold as ice.

“Jocelyn Reed, do you think using such low, dirty methods will let you sit securely in the position of Mrs. Shaw?”

“Next month’s wedding is postponed indefinitely! Get out of my house. Without my permission, don’t even dream of stepping through the doors of Shaw Group again in this lifetime!”

System Warning: A major change has occurred at the wedding mission checkpoint! If the wedding is completely canceled, the mission will be directly judged a failure! Countdown: 23 days.

The piercing alarm echoed wildly in my mind.

I sat collapsed on the icy floor, watching Theodore carry Lily away in long strides.

Postponed indefinitely.

That sentence was the same as sentencing Ethan Cole to death.

My hands clenched the edge of the carpet so hard that my nails even snapped off at the roots, and blood seeped into the carpet.

“No.” My eyes turned ruthless.

“The wedding must happen as scheduled!”