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Chapter 112

When I heard those words, I was instantly dumbfounded.

Were they because of me?

Jack’s eyes suddenly dimmed, as if he had remembered something and became absent- minded. Ryan took advantage of this moment to flip over and counterattack.

He pressed Jack against the wall, storm brewing in his eyes, his expression cold and sharp.” Jack, only Charlotte would be foolish enough to think you’re some kind of gentleman!*

“And what about you? What exactly are you?” Jack lifted his head, his eyes flashing with mixed emotions, and chuckled. “Are you worthy of her? She also…”

At his words, I jolted, rushing in front of Jack just as Ryan’s next punch was coming down. Jack! Stop!”

Ryan’s fist grazed my cheek as it passed by, crashing straight into the wall, his expression suddenly icy.

His pupils tightened, filled with a destructive anger, he sneered repeatedly. “Charlotte, do you care so much for him?”

Instinctively, I wanted to explain, but then I thought, why should I explain?

When had he ever explained anything to me? At Jessica’s call, he would go running towards her, unconditionally siding with her every time.

Compared to all he has done, what have I accomplished?

I met his gaze squarely, no longer bothering to deny it. “I’m just looking up to you.”

Jack glanced sideways, his hostility fading at some point, his brow furrowing gently as he spoke softly, “Why are you here at the hospital? Did something happen…?”

He paused briefly, perhaps knowing I didn’t want Ryan to know, and changed his wording, “Is something bothering you?”

‘Jack, I’m fine. I’m here to see Aunt Laura.”

My heart warmed, but in comparison, I felt even more disappointed in Ryan.

Friends would always be concerned about my well–being first.

But he didn’t care at all.

Seeing the tense atmosphere between Ryan and me, Jessica added fuel to the fire with a gentle voice. “It seems the rumors on the company forum are true. How far along a relationship are you with this Mr. Renolds, who isn’t loved by his parents.”

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She wished to definitively break apart the relationship between Jack and me.

I didn’t want to explain, but that didn’t mean I would let her distort the truth.

“Jessica, you better figure out first whose child you just miscarried! You aborted someone else’s child one moment, and the next, you had someone else’s husband sit through your postpartum recovery. I don’t have your taste for such lowly pleasures.”

Who didn’t know how to insult someone else?

Seeing Jessica’s sudden change in expression, I found occasional indulgence in such petty things quite satisfying.

Moreover, I didn’t fabricate things out of thin air like she did; everything I said was the truth.

The medical staff outside the door hadn’t dispersed yet, and they started looking at Jessica with newfound interest.

Jessica suddenly hugged her stomach and nestled into the sofa pitifully, gently holding Ryan’s hand. “Ryan, I feel so uncomfortable…”

‘Here she goes again.”

I had no interest in staying here to watch their melodrama. After Ryan poured her a glass of hot water, I got straight to the point. “I want a VIP ward. Please arrange it.”

Originally, I planned to go to the nurse’s station and request it as Mrs. Frost.

But with Ryan here, it would be much easier for him to handle it with just a word compared to me proving my identity through other means.

Ryan stood up straight, looking down at me with a condescending smile. “Charlotte, is this your attitude when asking for favors?”

My heart felt like it was being squeezed, both sore and achy, as I dared not believe what I was seeing.

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