“Was it Antoine?”

rieka looked sarcastic: “If not him, then who? Wasn’t it you who made the deal with him and traded me to him?”

She pulled up the corners of her mouth bitterly and stubbornly.

“It was you who gave me to him.”

There was a stubborn tremble in the cold voice, and the eyes looked at Kieran, clear and sharp.

After those words, everything around was dead silent.

Kieran’s fingers stopped too, and he looked at her with deep eyes.

rieka pulled at the corner of her mouth, yanked the thin nket off her shoulders, and stood where the light was brightest.

From then on, because she was dressed revealingly, all the marks Antoine left on her–whether from grabbing or hitting–were in to see.

And there was also a red five–finger handprint on the face.

It was obvious who did this.

Kieran’s face suddenly darkened.

rieka pulled a grin, “Kieran, did you feel satisfied seeing this?”

Roschelle covered her mouth, looking really upset, with weak tears in her eyes: “rieka, were you… were you bullied by Antoine?”

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rieka could tell that Roschelle was really trying to act all sympathetic.

It was just a pity, Roschelle’s acting wasn’t good enough, and the sarcasm and schadenfreude in her eyes couldn’t be hidden.

A girl couldn’t stand it and put the thin nket back on her shoulders.

“Ms. Huston, these injuries needed to be checked at the hospital.”

rieka silently pulled the thin nket tighter. “So, can I go now?”

Kieran suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, “Did Antoine touch you?”

rieka stared at Kieran in silence for a few seconds, then suddenly shook off Kieran’s hand like she went crazy.

“So what if it was? So what if it wasn’t?”

“Wasn’t this what you were hoping to see?”

She just wanted to thank the person who kept calling Antoine. If it weren’t for him, maybe she would’ve already…

Kieran pressed his lips together, his hand paused in mid–air.

Roschelle walked up, grabbed Kieran’s arm, and said softly, “Kier, I know you’re not feeling good right now, but it already happened, so let’s just take her to the hospital to see a doctor.”

Roschelle was still acting, acting like a good wife and a ki understanding person.

Kieran had a deep, rich voice. His narrow, dark eyes stared at rieka and he said, “I’ll have someone take you to the hospital.”

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ricka was really tired today, not just physically, but also really, really tired mentally.

I really didn’t want to act with Roschelle anymore.

She looked at Kieran with a sneer, “No need, I’m tired, I’m going back.”

After saying that, she turned around and was about to leave.

Kieran walked up, rieka looked down at the shadow catching up, and sensed it, so she stepped aside to avoid Kieran.

She stopped where she was, turned her head, and there was pain hidden in the calm of her eyes.

She looked at Kieran: “Mr. Argent, do I still need to beg you if I want to leave?”

Kieran’s thin lips were pressed together.

rieka walked up to him and said, “If you really felt even a little bit guilty toward me, then let Ms. Wright go, let her go.”

Kieran didn’t answer, just stared at her with a serious look on his face.

rieka said, “I already did what you asked, so please keep your promise and let Ms. Wright go. That’s my only wish right now.”

rieka looked at him for a few seconds, lowered her eyelids, and turned to leave.

When I got back to the rental ce, it was alreadyte at night.

She just didn’t expect that Tamika was still sitting in the living room waiting for her. The lights in the living room were really bright, showing all the wounds on rieka.

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When she heard the door open, Tamika jumped up. “ricka, you’re back-”

The next second, her eyes turned red and hot, and her face went pale.

“What happened? Who bullied you? Why were you dressed like this. and why did you have so many injuries?”

Tamika ran over, raised both hands, but didn’t know where to put them on rieka.

She didn’t know what was good about rieka.

Tamika covered her mouth, tears falling down: “Did Kieran bully you? Did he hit you? How old are you?”

rieka grabbed her hand, his voice hoarse, “Mom, I’m fine, it’s just that I’m a bit hungry now, can you go make me a bowl of spaghetti?”

Tamika had tears in her eyes and nodded hard: “Okay, okay, I’ll make you spaghetti.”

At the table, rieka ate the spaghetti like it was tasteless. After finishing a bowl of spaghetti.

I looked up and met Tamika’s worried eyes.